Jane reached the outside of the inn and began searching for the royal that had just left the inn. 'He didn't look too good. He couldn't have gotten far.' Before long, her nostrils perked up as she picked up on a sweet entrancing scent, 'There you are.'
Her wolf spurred her in the direction she needed to go and she soon found the man about to exit the town and disappear into the forest. Despite his sorry state, he looked serious about what he was about to do. Something told her he would be fine, regardless of what he looked like now, "Where are you going? It's night and it's cold. You can spend the night at the inn. You can have your supper at the inn and continue your journey tomorrow.
No one will charge you anything because of who you are. I've noticed from your bare feet that you have been in a bind or two, but you don't have to sleep outside," Jane tried.