Solomon wasn't entirely sure what to make of the change in the roan mare's expression. As an outsider looking in, there were few indications as to her sudden stiffness. The terse nature of her initial reply would have indicated some sort of issue with his quest to speak to Evren, but this was offset by the casual way Persephone had then brushed off her location as if she had no idea where the pretty tobiano was. By the time the roan had finished speaking, Solomon was half convinced that the change was solely due to his clumsily worded warning but it didn't feel right.

There was something more going on that he clearly didn't understand.

As it was, he could not deny that he had felt a rush of relief as soon as Persephone had confirmed that Evren was still around. He did, however, find it strange that she did not remark on the whereabouts of the child, but he knew that he was already pressing his luck by simply showing up here. Demanding that this Queen search out her constituents and present them before him like an offering definitely felt like the wrong move to make, so he resolved to bide his time for now.

"Oh," he offers quietly, some of his enthusiasm dimmed by her admission that she did not known where Evren was. It occurs to him again that she may not even want to see him. After all, their afternoon had been wrapped up in mutual desire and attraction, but not necessarily born out of love. It was not a prospect that he had dismissed, but nor had affection been the cause of the child's conception either. If there even was a child. He still wasn't sure if she had taken after their coupling, and now, in the face of Persephone's offhand comment, he felt even less sure than he had before.

Maybe this journey had been a mistake.

"Well, I hope that she has time to say hello then before I must return home." With concerted effort, he tips his ears forward from the half-anxious position they'd been held at thus far and raises his gaze back to the roan. Rougaru and the warning he'd intended to impart seemed very far away now, but he had precious little else to talk about here. Of course, if Evren had not borne his child, then she was in no danger at all… and his visit would have really been a mistake from beginning to end. He tried to brush aside his concerns with a flick of his tail, but they lingered in his mind and stole the power from his words. Despite his titles and purpose, he felt very much like a scolded school boy standing in front of this mare he did not know.

"As for the warning," he begins, lips pursed. "I had intended to let her know that things between Rougaru and myself have turned from bad to worse. He's already taken one of my daughters and I wouldn't put it past him to continue targeting my children in such a way." Swallowing hard, his tail flicked anxiously again, and he struggled to keep the worst of the uncertainty from his voice. "Of course, if she didn't- if Evren didn't, I mean, have a child then she is safe…. And I apologize for intruding if that's the case."

Solomon