Laertes had made sure his adornments had been clean and shiny before he’d left the den that morning because he had a very specific resolution in mind and it involved looking his best. Now, after his shift had ended and the Guard was returning from the border, the pretty trinkets he was so fond of were dirtied by mud and foliage, lacking much of their usual impact. He had planned to find Bell at the end of his shift but now he felt compelled to return to the den to make himself presentable again before seeking out the beautiful pale lioness. So he was walking up the Elsinore with quick steps, eager to reach his destination.
