Tolanda and Liv decided to approach for their final attempt to gain information he was a guard and he looked stern like he might be important. They had no luck asking the market folk and no luck with previous guards but this one looked like he might be a higher-ranking guard. Liv took the lead once more and offered him a charming smile, Tolanda not far behind her.
“Good evening, my lord,” Liv began and the guard scoffed.
“I am not a lord, you have mistaken me for someone else,” he said.
“Oh! I do apologise, I thought you had the look of nobility and thought perhaps you were high ranking within the kings guard,” she said innocently. The guard looked from her to Tolanda.
“Are you ladies in need of assistance?” he asked rigidly.
“Well… yes actually, we came here to the capital expectin
