"Oi! Lads, sheath your bloody swords! Charming, he is not your enemy. By all that I hold sacred I swear it is the truth!" Of course, there was not much that he held sacred, but he did value his mother's life and reputation above his own.

He threw himself between the two men and tried to push them apart, despite his diminutive three foot tall form. The guards are taking and interest now and placing bets on who would win the fight. They were bloody useless in Thomas's opinion.