"I'm trying to avoid King Arthur's wandering eye." Adamaris admitted quietly, she shuffled her feet in the snow and heard the snow crack under her boots. This person must be new in Camelot, everyone in Arthur's court knew that the King's eye had strayed from his Queen wife in the direction of Adamaris- the dark haired girl whose grip never relaxed on the dagger on her waist.

"Can I help you with something?" She asked.

Hirst Ragnhild very rarely made trips to Midgard without either guards or her father's goats, but upon getting an invitation from her mother's Sixth Regeneration to visit them on Midgard- well there was no way Hirst Ragnhild could be stopped from visiting with her mother by anyone on Asgard short of her grandfather Odin. Rather frustratingly for Hirst, she'd gotten horribly lost and turned around in trying to find her way to the castle. There were so many smells and sounds in this new place, it overwhelmed her mind and senses causing quite the headache. The Princess found herself sitting on a bench outside a tavern unsure of what to do in her predicament.

"I should have brought guards." She said to herself as her stomach rumbled at the smell of the food and drink from the tavern. "and I should have eaten before leaving Asgard too." She added.

Benji leaned heavily against his cane as he entered the bed chamber of his beloved Queen Relta before he sat on the edge of her bed. His suit was heavily wrinkled and had a few cuts in the fabric.

"Don't laugh at me, okay? I slipped on the way here and your guard had to pull me off the floor." He said, he was deeply embarrassed and quite ashamed of how he'd needed help. At the same time, he was grateful help had arrived as fast as it had.

"You wanted to see me though, Birdie, thus I am here." He said.