The Prince glance quickly at the violet haired woman.

Quinn was standing before the king, head held high. The ruler of Demacia was speaking quietly with the soldier. She and Valor had returned the day earlier from their expedition.

They had been gone for five weeks with no word. Garen had grown worried they would not return, but in the night Quinn and Valor returned silently to their room. That morning Garen had discovered them sleeping heavily in the barracks.

The king wanted to know of their journey. He called the duo to the throne room after the soldiers were done with lunch. They spoke in hushed voices ahead of the prince. He tried not to listen, but he was curious. Quinn looked tattered but her eyes seemed brighter.

Jarvan looked at them again. He saw Quinn nod at the king respectfully. Her eyes closed as she dipped her head. "It would be an honor." He heard the woman say.

They were done speaking. His father smiled at Quinn, gave her a pat on the shoulder and dismissed her. Jarvan quickly hid behind the pillar again. He heard the footsteps of his father walk off into the palace. He strained his ears to listen for Quinn.

"Val, can you believe it?" the woman squealed in excitement. He heard her laughter echo off the stone walls. Valor chirped in enthusiastically as well. "Us, commanders? No longer just plain soldiers."

Jarvan held his breath as he finally heard Quinn's footsteps grow closer. As she came up beside him he stepped out from his hiding spot.

"I presume you were successful?"

Quinn jumped at his voice. She flew around, feet skidding on the ground. When she saw who had spoken she cleared her throat. She looked up at the Prince. "Yes. Talon has been eliminated."

Jarvan nodded slowly in approval. Quinn blinked with embarrassment. The prince had startled her.

Not knowing what to say Quinn tried to leave. "I must get back to the barracks." She said to the prince, eyes flashing with excitement. She could not believe she had been promoted. Three years spent had finally paid off.

The woman tried to walk away, but the prince stepped in front of her. She was surprised. "Is there something I can do for you?" she asked in confusion.

The prince was not speaking. As he stood in front of her she gazed at him. He wore a beautifully adorned black tunic, plain brown pants and high black boots. Hair fell over his shoulders freely.

"I would like to hear of your quest." He said, "If that is alright with you?"

Quinn did not know what to say. Of course she would share her what happened with the prince. She was glad he wanted to know. Holding back a smile she nodded. "It would be an honor."

The prince cracked a toothy smile. "I will walk you back to the barracks. Tell me of it on the way."

Quinn nodded. Valor cawed in agreement. The young woman then led the way from the castle. Echoing footsteps soon faded as they approached the exit. Neither Quinn nor Jarvan spoke as they left, soft sunlight fell upon.

Leaves floated down around them as Quinn walked next to the Prince. Autumn was on its way. Soon Demacia would be embellished in beautiful oranges and yellows, cool winds would fill the air. It surprised her how much her home had changed in the short time she was gone.

Quinn did not know what to say as they walked quietly side by side. In some ways she did not want to talk. She felt very comfortable walking next to Jarvan. She felt safe.

Jarvan broke the silence. "Not much has changes sense your departure."

Quinn smiled at the awkward comment. The three had just stepped from the castle steps. They rounded the corner that lead to the market. "I am glad to hear that." She replied, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

The prince chuckled. "So, tell me of your expedition."

Quinn looked at the ground, recalling the last five weeks. So much had happened during their time tracking Talon. "Well," she began gathering her thoughts. Valor shifted on her shoulder. "When we left we headed for enemy territory."

The prince looked over to Quinn silently. He had a look in his eyes she could not quite tell. He motioned her to continue.

"It took almost a week to get to the camp where Talon was retiring to. That time was mostly spent documenting the travels in my journal. After we arrived, we stuck to the high ground. For at least three days Valor watched over the camp. We had to find the best way to attack."

"There were not many people in the camp. A few Noxian soldiers, a mage I did not recognize and Talon himself. They had great defensive structures around the camp." She took a breath to smell the fresh bread. They had arrived in the market. All the venders had fresh food that Quinn had not tasted in a while.

Jarvan must have noticed her pause to scent the air. "Would you like something?" he said, becoming her to the nearest bread seller. Even though Quinn had just eaten she was still quite hungry. But she shook her head, it was the respectable thing.

"I'm fine, but thank you. Everything just smells so good." She said trying to get back on track to the barracks.

"I insist. It is the least I could do to repay you for your heroics." Jarvan insisted as he walked up to the man behind the stand who recognized him immediately.

"Prince Jarvan!" the man exasperated, "What can I get for you?"

Jarvan reached into his tunic and pulled out a gold coin. Quinn walked up next to him, Valor chirped. "I really don't need anything." She insisted.

The prince shook his head. "Please." Was all he said. Quinn looked at the bread then to Valor. It would not hurt.

"Alright. Thank you."

"What would you like?" he asked as Quinn scanned the fresh food. The violet haired woman pointed to a loaf of white bread. It had a golden coating that glistened in the sunlight.

"This one please." She told the shop keeper. The man behind the wooden stand nodded. Jarvan handed the man his coin as Quinn picked up the bread.

She tore off a small piece and gave it to Valor. He took it graciously.

They began to walk again, Quinn continued her story. "After we had a plan, we struck in the night. During the day everything was too exposed. On the eve of the second week we went in." excitement flashed in her eyes as she explained.

"Valor was swift, he fought brilliantly." She said giving Valor a pet on the head. He murmured at her praise. "It was easy to take out the soldiers. Val chased them right to the entrance where I finished them off. The mage was harder, he had attacks I have never seen."

Jarvan was intrigued. "What were his abilities?"

Quinn scowled. "He was able to summon this goop, black and thick. It was very hard to beat. But Val attacked from the sky and I from the ground. I was almost defeated, but Valor chased him out." She hesitated. "But he managed to get away."

Quinn hoped that the Prince would not be too angry. They had tried to defeat the mage, but he was much stronger than she was. She waited for the prince to say something, but he only nodded at her comment.

"After the mage was gone, it was only Talon left. We thought he would have fled as well, but he was ready for us." Quinn felt her muscles tense. The battle between them had not been easy. "Talon was skilled. Valor and I were almost done for. But we were able to fight him."

She skipped over the bloody details of the battle. She had been bruised and battered, but so had Talon. There was much blood spilled that night. "It took a lot, but we were able to subdue him. I asked him if he would give himself up and come back to the prison, but he refused." Quinn had not wanted to kill the man, but she had to. It was what any Demacian would have done.

"Talon has been eliminated." She finished her story with a bow. "I want to thank you again for approving this mission. I-I've been promoted to a commander."

"Congratulations." Jarvan smiled. "I am happy to hear of your success."

Quinn dipped her head. They had just arrived at the barracks. The recount of her journey had been timed just right. The stone building was quiet. She assumed that most of the soldiers were out training.

"Thank you again. For the mission, bread and listening to me ramble." The young woman said as she walked up to the side door closest to her room. Valor hopped from her shoulder onto her forearm.

Before she went inside she looked back at the prince. Quinn felt her heart beat faster as he looked at her. Though they had only spoken a few times before, she realized how much she had missed him while she was gone.

He nodded quickly began to walk away.