Thread:High Prince Imrahil/@comment-26210095-20160119022844/@comment-26295802-20160126032305

One of the haven guards says "Yeah, and I'm King-"

Suddenly he stares at Miriel and Imrahil in wide-eyed wonder

"It really is you! Princess Miriel it is an honor. . ."

They all look bewildered and allow the ship to pass on to the harbour.

The Wardens of Tirith Aear rush out in full armour and make a big fanfare of escorting the Prince to the tower. Imrahil insists that "The Princess Miriel be included in the escort"

The company make their way to the inside of the tower. A fountain sings happily at the center of the main square, and great tiled designes of Swans and Trees are formed into a massive pattern acrossed the entire floor.

A servent takes off Imrahil's stained cloak and provides him with a fresh one

"And will you be needing anything, Princess Miriel?" asks the servent