"It was Lady Pevensie's, if Mr Higgs finds out I've lost it I will die", Eloquence hissed back to Shaw, her maid and chaperone, hand hovering on the door to the Hog's Head. "Miss Higgs, please, you just mustn't be seen in here", Shaw replied in a hushed voice, anxious but insistent.

With a sort of "pah!", as if Shaw was being needlessly cowardly (and she was), Eloquence led the way into the pub. It was crowded, it was merry, it was dank... but Loq found the adventure invigorating. And she really had seen someone suspicious go in here — the same suspicious person she'd spotted in the bookshop where she'd dropped her ring.

Eloquence and Shaw were standing rather closer together than they normally would, but it was with some (albeit slightly quivering) confidence that Loq addressed the first lady she saw. "Excuse me, you haven't seen a man in a hooded grey cloak have you?" Loq blinked as she peered from the girl's striking, scarred face to her worryingly clenched fist.