[Myri has been watching Mark, seeing the way he speaks to the people of Anders. It's a bit like watching him grow into a king right before her eyes. But in the first few days of October, she finds him.]

You know... [She says, approaching him with a gentle smile just as he finishes a conversation with a local family.] I only ever knew one king. And he never dared to do so much as leave his castle, let alone strike up a conversation with a commoner at random. [Her smile grows, practically bursting with pride.]

I was... hoping to ask you something, if you have the time?