Beren listened to the Midgard Serpent, in awe despite the current situation. He had never seen such a creature in all his years under the Sea or outside of it. He listened as Aleiia spoke with it, though it appeared to be hesitant in putting the princess in danger, which was understandable. He may well have felt the same in its place. Perhaps a little charm was in order. He bowed.
"Oh, Great Midgard Serpent! We are thankful for your concern about our lives, but we cannot abandon a friend and ally. For, what is a future ruler of a kingdom if she will not risk herself to save even a dear friend? I, of course, pledge to defend Princess Aleiia-Serria with my life, but maybe you can be of some assistance as well. Great Serpent, will you not lead us to Miss Nerine? Surely you are more protection than we will ever need."
As he spoke, Beren allowed a little of his magic to seep in his voice. Not enough to dominate it, but make it more inclined to listen.
As dusk approached, Beren gathered a retinue of his royal guards. His daughter was still not home and he was determined to find her. He nodded at his wife as she approached. His expression softened, if only for a moment.
"Do not worry, my Queen. I am certain our daughter is well," he told his wife. He kept to himself the promise that if Maedwen was threatened, no force in this world would stay his hand from punishing those who would harm her. When Ice sat upon her steed, he signalled the others to follow him as he urged his own steed to canter in the direction of a section of the forest that was near Elvae's borders, the place Maedwen most often frequented.