Donald and Jana excuse themselves.

"Edward, would you mind giving Jana and me a couple hours?" Your travelling companion asks. "We have much to discuss."

You sense discussion wouldn't be the only action taking place between the two today. The energy between the two Beathans was palpable the moment they locked eyes. You couldn't exactly blame him. Jana had a way about her. Her body was a finely honed weapon of war, yet she carried herself with more comportment than most of the ladies in your court. You had to admit, it was a little intoxicating.

"Of course." You respond. "I should be able to find someone to entertain myself with."

Patting you amiably on the shoulder, Donald makes to leave. Jana coughs, and a second later, he commands Daena to accompany them.

Left alone with a camp full of women, you cast an eye around, contemplating where to get stuck in first.