"I need to find Yllianvarar," Inric says again. Merianethel spreads her hands out.
"I'm not sure if he will return before the ceremony," she says, then brightens. "Why don't you accompany me?"
"I don't believe my presence will be welcome."
"We can stand somewhere out of the way," she insists. "No-one will see you. Anyway, what else are you going to do, skulk around looking suspicious?" Then she laughs and shoos him towards the door. "Go on, go and get changed. Be quick! Your hair needs attention too."