And take the pirate's arm she did, happy to indulge that request, not feeling tired or strained in the slightest. However, Ashe's feet did niggle a little as she was led by Balthier through the bustling crowd, to the place where her husband awaited her return.

Even in the early days of their courtship, Rasler had always been slightly reluctant to attend formal occasions, probably a result of being forced to meet and greet since childhood. Just as she had been. Balthier's arm released, then, Ashe took her place at the prince's side, and his arm in turn. "Rasler," she smiled, hoping to keep introductions quite informal, "I'd like you to meet Balthier, whose aid was invaluable in restoring Dalmasca."