"I did not come here alone," Elissa pointed out with a charming laugh and a warm smile that invited the group to instantly adore her. "The problem is that he was reluctant to come forward once he saw all of you. In fact..."

Her expression fell into a heart-wrenching display of disappointment as she turned her big, shimmering grey eyes to those around her. "He ran. That way." A gloved hand was lifted to point in the opposite direction of where her crew was currently hidden. "Will you help me find him? He's tall and handsome despite the scar and eye patch on his face," Elissa helplessly pleaded, describing the Corpse King as best she was able from what she'd read of him. "Please. He... He promised to marry me once he got me with child."

Elissa didn't even need to press her skills of persuasion into use. Once she said those words, a veritable mob of citizens rallied around her and, soon, she was leading them all on a merry chase to find Malcom 'The Corpse King' Hawtrey for his wedding day.

Distraction handled.