With his shift over, however, and plenty of time left of the afternoon, Malcolm got up onto his horse and steered the animal away from the stables, heading down towards the eastern gate where he knew Heath and a few others from his usual team were about to start their shift. The gelding trotted nicely across the cobblestone roads, but as soon as he felt the grass beneath his hooves beyond the drawbridge, Malcolm could feel the animal grow restless. He allowed the horse to speed up while crossing the field and when he caught sight of Heath riding in from one of the neighbouring farm settlements where he lived, Malcolm pointed the animal in the man's direction and pulled up alongside him.
"Captain!" Heath beamed, "you're looking well."
"And feeling so thanks to you, my friend."
"Don't mention it," Heath told him, "I know you would have done the same."
"No I would have taken you to the infirmary," he said honestly.
"You're my commanding officer, have you ever known me to disobey an order?"
"No," Malcolm smiled again, "which is why I appreciate what you did for me when you know it goes against our code."
Malcolm was quiet for a time before bringing up what was really on his mind. "Lady Elyna," he said, "you've not seen her?"
"Not since that night," Heath admitted.
"She's not shown up for patrol?"
"Not with us, Lord."
"I see, well, enjoy your evening, I will be on patrol with you tomorrow night, dockside."
"I look forward to it," Heath smiled.
Malcolm nudged his mount's sides, urging the horse forwards all of the sudden. The gelding broke away from formation and cantered towards the city, but instead of going in through the gate, Malcolm continued around the outer wall, headed south. When he later arrived at the southern gate he dismounted and let the guard on the other side of the drawbridge take the reins to lead the animal into the temporary stables while Malcolm went on foot, making his way towards the barracks where most of the young Knights and Skyriders were housed.
At the main office, he asked for the address of Elyna Burhan and was given directions after presenting his pins as proof of rank; information such as this was not given to just anyone, a person had to be captain or higher to acquire it. He walked along the pathways until he came to the right wing and turned to enter the building. Malcolm navigated the halls, admiring the artworks that decorated the walls and doorways. He was unfamiliar with the layout of the barracks and twice asked for directions from the odd passerby to make sure he was on the right track without giving away who he was looking for.
When he was sure he had found the right door, Malcolm tucked in the back of his white, long-sleeved shirt that had come undone during the ride and fastened the single button that held the deep V in his top closed. The captain looked down the hall and then to see that no one was coming and knocked three times before turning side on, his fingers laced together behind his back while he waited for someone, hopefully the noble woman herself, to answer.