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[enthraller]

[With a simple nod, he returns to the door to make his requests of the two men stationed there, one for tea and the other for some sort of breakfast -- enough to serve two, just in case this visit happened to run a bit long. He'd be a terrible host if he didn't at least make food available for his guest, especially knowing how much she enjoys it.

He waits until they've turned the corner before he closes the door and returns to his desk to sit down.]

This is about what we spoke about the other week, I take it?

[scorchedchivalry]

It is. I spent some time on this matter. I have been asked to relay a message to you:

Your Champion, Lancer, wished me to let you know that he will do everything he can to protect Redgate regarding Tarz and should an emergency arise, to contact him immediately.

[enthraller]

[It's a struggle not to grin at that message. A real, legitimate effort, because there is nothing so satisfying as things going as planned. The details are a surprise, of course, but Saber had done exactly as he expected in taking charge of this issue herself, and that it's ended up with a Seelie promising to oppose Tarz is a particularly delightful bonus.

But this is the sort of thing he's good at, and after his initial moment of surprise, Saralegui adopts a conflicted expression, somewhere between relief and concern.]

That's... thank you. Or, rather, please thank him for me. I don't want to cause him any trouble with his court, but...

[The way he lets his words trail off makes him seem lost for words, too helpless in this matter to turn down the aid despite feeling he should.]

[scorchedchivalry]

Please, Saralegui. [Saber's expression was flat.] I have been playing this game for more than half your life. And when it suits me and my goals, I allow myself to be played.

Be mindful of how often you attempt to play me.

[enthraller]

[He doesn't bend under the pressure of her accusation, but he'll at least lay it on a little less thick. Saralegui frowns with what at least externally looks like confusion, head tilting slightly.]

Tarz is a threat to all Unseelie. Would you have preferred I didn't warn you?

[scorchedchivalry]

No, I am grateful that you warned me, but I do have many sources of information. Just be careful. We are friends, are we not?

[enthraller]

Of course. [And he doesn't even miss a beat.] And I'm sure you're very well connected. But I'd hate it if something happened because I trusted that someone else would tell you.

[scorchedchivalry]

As long as we have that understanding.

[Saber got to her feet.] Enjoy your morning tea.