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Rhiannon appeared at the gates of the city (do they have a gate?) and rode to the stables (inside city?  Outside? I hate it when we leave Skyrim.)  quickly. There she saw her old companions gathering. She really didn't consider them to be friends. None of them had ever extended the hand of friendship to her. She had been only a hired sword to them. None of them had ever tracked her down afterward or sent her a message, so she knew she meant nothing to them, but she was damned sure going to perform her duties as a Knight. That was the best part about the whole affair. Tullius didn't dare touch her now.

She was a far cry from the outcast she'd been when Lee had hired her. Arrayed in fine Mithril Chain Armor, steel longsword and shield, with the new Crest she'd designed herself emblazoned on her breast plate, she looked wealthy and powerful. An enchanted silver circlet sat upon her brow like a crown. Mounted in the center was a gleaming flawless Sapphire. The enchantment enhanced the power of her sword arm, making her blows more powerful. When she was dressed as she was and she spoke with the Voice of the Emperor, her enemies--and her men--calmed right down.

She didn't see Lee Emrey and figured he was just late or tending to some other business. It appeared she had arrived just in time. They were evidently preparing to leave.

She rode up on her warhorse and lifted a hand in salute.