Archer rose from his bow standing upright. Standing quite a bit taller than the queen. "I wouldn't have come otherwise." he said. "Simply someone like me traveling out this far into nowhere would be sure to raise questions. The Council might begin to believe I was seeking to take the power of the land all for my own." He looked down to her "I do know how hard this was on you, but we agreed this was the best course of action." Archer remained her. "But enough talk about that now. Plenty of time for it on the trip back." Ignoring her slightly sour face.

Leading her outside to the carriage she'd first have noticed how it looked. Something like a commoner tried to changed a supply carriage into a passenger carriage. "Do not let it's appearance fool you." he said calmly "it's much worse on the inside." he called back to her, as he approached the door, opening to fine red, and gold silks, over stuffed seats, magical ever lasting light the flickered like candles and a small amount of books in case she grew bored of talking to Archer. Clicking his tongue in a Tsk Tsk manner Archer looked inside. "Dreadful. Just dreadful." he chided. She was the one person Archer dropped his guard with, and only alone. "Would you like a hand up your highness?"

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