The room was rowdy, as the people caught up with news and conversations, completely disregarding all the drama that had taken place twenty minutes ago.

Clare had just spoken with one of her own, Draiken, when she spotted Vincent, "There's one who can be of grave use to you Clare, he's in the mountains of Aquadore, him as an ally might just save your life."

She smiled at Vincent, he leaned in closer to her ear, a hint of a smile brushed his lips as he whispered, "Nikolai ...