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"Ah. It makes sense then." Takara nodded as she used one hand to pet Kirra. A god dieing seemed strange, of course, the gods themselves were mysterious. How had Hosvanji died? She wouldn't ask that, not wishing to push herself into his business. After all, she didn't even know his name, only that he was a hero. She valued her privacy, thus she would value another's. She reached up, pulling off the golden circlet she had been wearing and laying it on the table where the food was. She took the same hand and lightly touched the clear diamond that always hung around her neck. She lowered it a moment later, Kirra making herself comfortable on the royal's lap.

"How long are you going to stay?" Takara asked as her eyes returned to him, Kirra purring contently. "Within the capital, I mean. Are you planning to leave?" She found his presence to be... what was it, calming? She couldn't be sure. It wasn't negative, that could at least be certain. Perhaps not calming, but something to that effect. "And when was the last time you slept in a bed? There are many free rooms here within these walls."

He squatted on tree branch near a small lake. He was waiting fora deer to show up. He was contemplating his current situation when he saw some rustling in some bushes on the far side of the lake.He took upthe bow and cocked an arrow. He smirked when a deer popped his head out for a drink. He drew, aimed, then fired. Hitting the deer in the jugular, followed by a couple of other arrows around the killzone. The deer took a couple of steps before falling to the ground. He smirked when he jumped out of the tree, walking around the lake to the fallen deer. He was thinking about how long it would take him to carry the deer back to the city. It would have to be quick before the meat spoiled.

Karasi had managed to get to the Inn before anyone else was awake, save for the cook and the manager. The manager just nodded her way, respecting his clients privacy. The Elvian girl nodded breifly in his direction before heading up to her room. Once there, she gathered her few belongings and tidied up a bit. Once done, she grabbed her key off the dresser and headed back down stairs. Handing the key over to the innkeeper, she paid the fees and left the Inn. If last nights events had not happened, she would be signing up for her classes at the palace today. Seeing as how she was not to know about last night, Karasi thought it best if she showed up. It was up to those in the palace if she 'learned' anything about the night before.

Shouldering her pack, Karasi walked down the cities streets. They were not incredably busy at this time, so she should make good time. She was in no particullar hury, she would not be able to register untill noon anyway, she might as well enjoy the trip.

He shouldered the bow and positioned itso it was out of he way. He then picked up the deer and placed it on his shoulders. "God this is heavy!" He said to himself. He then made his journey back to the city, trying to keep a steady pace. Huffing and puffing when he entered the city. He made his way to the house of his employer and literally dropped of the deer. "Thank you so much." The man said. "No, problem." He said huffing, while he collapsed on a chair. The man gave him the money he was promised and a cup of water. "Thanks." He said as he drank the water. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'll be on my way." He said standing up. He bowed to the man and left the house. He decided to go for some shopping in the market place for a while before he went to find another job.

He wondered around the market place, looking at this and that. Seeing what would catch his eye. Going from one tender to the next. Inspecting fruits, chickens, and other goods. He finally purchased a sharpening stone. Since he needed one for his claymores and dirk he had hidden in the nearby forest.

"Anon for Anonymous then." Takara replied as Kirra appeared to be asleep, though the swishing tail gave the feline away. "If you're ever hungry, merely ask a servant or knight for food." With those words finished, Takara gave him a half-smile before walking away. The smile faded away, her face returning back to how it usually looked. Back up the stairs and into to her room, Takara laid Kirra on her bed. Then she walked over to where her clothes were, picking out a long black velvet dress with crimson roses on it. This one had long sleeve and covered up all of her body, yet despite this it was easy to move around in. She changed, put her circlet away, and replaced it with the crown she should have been wearing originally and grabbed a cloak that was the same color as her dress, though not as fancy and had no decoration. Kirra was stretched out on the bed, clearly able to make herself comfortable in her new surroundings. The queen then went out of the room, knowing that the cat would come back if Kirra decided to leave. If she didn't, she would most likely go to Shin's home, where his family was. Either way, the cat would be taken care of, and besides, cats knew how to take care of themselves.

Takara visited the training grounds, watching those who were there. She spent most of her morning exploring the castle, checking on the different areas. She signed papers, wrote, ordered people, and other things. As noon grew closer, she neared where the servant's quarters were. The people who she passed seemed surprise to her there, though she ignored their looks.

Anon. How simple. How suiting. He was always anonymous. The history books had no markings of him, and no one had ever heard of the Servant to Hosvanji. The name Cedric was never printed in any language. It just proved how little people truly knew. Even those that had fought beside him never mentioned him. He was an untold story, neither hero nor villain. Just a slayer, killing this king or that noble, or whatever army. It was all he did, and he was damn good. Too good, but he had a purpose behind it all. After this war, he wouldn't have a purpose.

He shook his head, wondering why those thoughts kept coming at him. Perhaps it meant the war was nearing its close. That would be good, if not for him, then this kingdom. Then they would see how great a leader Queen Takara could be. He smirked. As if he cared what happened to him. His family was gone, his Master gone, and he planned on following them soon enough. For now, though, he had work to do.

He leaned up against a building, he had just bought some food and he decided to eat some of it. He slowly munched on the food, thinking about the times when he didn't have to do so many streinious(sp?) jobs. But that time is long gone, he had to think of he present and the near future.