He got out of his chair so suddenly that several people snapped their head round to look. A good sign that someone was just talking about you, he thought. He walked over to the bar and the owner looked almost frightened, as if the Prince's quick pace was intended to be threatening.
"Many thanks. The ale was excellent," Ithacles said as he pressed some coins into the man's hand. He gave the company commander bellied up to the bar a curt nod, and was on his way to the door. Vedette and Skandra would follow, and of course he held the door for them.
He didn't harbor any hope that the conversation to come with Lethe would be a smooth one.