[H2][color=#9cb6c3][right]Solomon Sparrow[/right][/color][/H2]
[right][b][color=#9cb6c3]Location: [/color][/b] Fanghorn, Kindeance [/right]
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	Chounan was taking an arguably deserved nap. The other’s were still in the cellar. He could sense his shadow was still with the prince and Cedar. Solomon wondered what might be holding them. I could predict some distrust, especially from the prince. Though Solomon introduced them earlier, they could still present an air of maliciousness the prince could be wary to. Perhaps they knew of the admiral’s visit. Given the encounters Solomon had heard of those involved in the Delving family, and the encounter he had with them earlier, that was also a possibility. There was a nonzero chance the Admiral had nefarious plans involving the prince. On one hand, Cedar would want to keep them apart, on the other jazdia and Matilda had an understanding of how to go about the admiral’s proposal. It was time to bring everyone to the same page.

	Since Yvonne was in and out of being sober and Reinhold was still unconscious, Solomon found that he had more time on his hands. It felt uncomfortable. Though the encounter with admiral Silas was only just minutes ago, it felt like ages. Something nefarious could happen and with everyone separated as they are, he waited to see whether Silas would keep to his word or betray them as they were divided. Perhaps he was thinking too much into it.

	Then Matilda returned. Following her was the prince and Cedar. It looked as though Solomon’s bear friend had succeeded at disguising the prince, but he wasn’t sure how effective it would be now that the admiral was involved. Jazdia was notably absent, and the look on Matilda’s face expressed just how aware of it she was. Her furrowed eyebrows as she glanced the room didn’t seem to offer any relief. Matilda asked of the samurai, and only then did Solomon also notice he was no longer present. 

	“That is a good question.” said Solomon, bewildered how it appeared no one noticed the samurai’s departure. He chuckled. The samurai seemed exhausted, but evidently not enough to sneak off as he did. Solomon’s demeanor then darkened. He turned to face Matilda. Something happened, and Solomon needed to act fast to try and rectify it. A new voice among the spirits of the dead rose among the choir, one of honor and regret. Was it Silas’ men? Another entity yet to have revealed itself? It felt unlikely, but with only one of his shadows watching the keep, it wouldn’t be impossible.

	“I think I know where he could have gone. I’ll go ahead and retrieve him. With his speed and my shadows, we should catch up once you depart.” said Solomon. He didn’t want to incite potential panic, especially from the prince. Cedar might be of help, but given how close he was to the prince, it could be too risky. “I should be with back with you before you leave the city limits.”