Miss Imogen answers her, as she places her wine glass down, and folds her hands on her lap."I have heard of this man, who travels with an unusual lizardfolk. He was the son of a highwayman, and yet came to marry a Bara of Mezro." she said, as if these things meant very much.
"I should very much like to meet this man." continued Valindra, "Where did you say you saw him?"