Thomas made his way over to Sophia, and Gareth, watching as they took Jezin away, "Well, that undoubtedly could of gone better." Thomas commented, his eyes still on Jezin and the Order knights. Thomas turned his attention, seeing Gareth comforting Sophia, "Don't worry, they aren't going to hurt him or anything. Just detain him, ask some questions, and he might even make it back for the feast." Thomas reassured the duo, as he relaxed his once anxious posture, "Sir Redwyne was right, however. King Bard II is a king with no heir, and no wife. If he were to die, this country would be plunged into a civil war of the likes most have never seen." Thomas spoke, his voice now particularly filled with dread. He remembered the stories they told of the 50-year civil war Alinor experienced, rendering half the continent a barren wasteland. Thomas sighed, as he looked around the feast, "Sir Redwyne was knighted as a Morningstar for a reason, and he'll treat Jezin with respect, I assure you of that." Thomas assured Sophia, once more.