Elvis wasn't certain about taking in a total stranger but for the fact that he was a tool that could be used to figure out who the attackers were and why they attacked, he could stay on for some days. "Was he injured? Has he been taken to the imperial infirmary?" Elvis asked but something struck his memory. He smiled as he recalled that he had not thought of taking Isadora to the imperial infirmary but thought of treating her himself. This pull was something else.
"Yes, My Lord. I have been taken care of. " Cedric replied.
Elvis nodded at him and told the guards to keep doing whatever they were doing while Cedric followed him.
