"Rialynn..." Lord Jaxon, from what little he heard of him, was not a person anyone would be happy to run into, but of the four of them, his bard friend would be in the most danger. If he and her father were let go, what about her?"

Duster furrowed his brow and looked at the ground, deep in thought. They could refuse and be killed on spot. They could surrender and hope they were confined near each other. They could be separated and find each other.

...Going with the guards was the better idea. He looked and Rialynn with worry in his eyes. "We should go with them. All of us." Together with Rialynn.