Jezin's eyes narrowed when he heard mention of Arcartus. What were they doing in Keilaudrin? He listened to the remainder of Redwyne's speech, frowning at the phrase 'national hero', but keeping his mouth shut. The frown continued until Redwyne finished speaking. When he mentioned the Thomas was under suspicion for conspiracy, the bodyguard's eyes widened at the Morningstar's words. Conspiracy. He glanced at Thomas with confusion before looking back to Redwyne. What in the hell had he just walked into? Jezin regained his composure, looking to Redwyne again. "Right then, I'll leave you to this, then... Oh, and here's his sword." Jezin tossed Harmony into the air, catching it by the blade and extending the hilt towards Sir Redwyne. "Speaking of which, I'd like mine back as soon as possible. In the meantime, I suppose we should head to the great hall?"

 Sophia stood silently behind Jezin and Thomas, her eyes glued to the floor for most of the conversation. She heard something about conspiracy and glanced up. Was Thomas a traitor? Everything was so confusing. She had been enjoying herself at a feast only moments before, and now everything had fallen to pieces. Her arms hung by her sides. She raised a single hand and wiped the tears from her eyes, though her face was still drained of color, and she was having to use every faculty available to restrain her own shaking.