"Good," Tobias grinned. "I hate all this beat around the bush crap." Tobias silently unsheathed his sword, his footsteps becoming silent. "Reian, stay outside unless I whistle. If I do, swoop in, grab the king, and get him out of there. I don't trust these assassins not to have brought a few more than what we know of." Reian nodded and whipped around, trotting back the way they came until he reached the outside courtyard.