Again, what she said seemed to surprise him, and this time, instead of asking more questions, he dipped his head forward.

Gesturing that she come with him, he approached another of the guards, had a few words, and the other man produced a small scroll tied with a red silk ribbon. He turned to present it to her, unrolled it to show the contents.

Inside, there was a map of the city -- clearly made up to assist visitors. Many destinations were marked and labeled, especially inns, markets, various amenities, and local tourist destinations. As she looked at the map, the lettering swirled magically, arranging themselves into letters and language familiar with her eyes.

With one strong finger, the guard pointed out a location nearby.

"The London Sanctuary is a safe place, My Lady- warded only against harm. So long as you mean none of your own, it will keep you. It is open to visitors."

He paused then, watching her eyes, committing her words to memory.

"Who should I get your message to?"