Darrian had shooed everyone that had been in the dining room away, yes. Surely, they would show disdain for him later, but that was not what was on his mind. His blue eyes flicked back to Xanxus, as they had been resting on the stained glass window. He was angry; he had told these men to get the Shepherds deep into the earth no matter what it took. They had found out about his plot, and he was not willing to give up so easily. Then came another man. This one was significantly older than the two of them, but there was wisdom in his old eyes. He stood straighter, tipping his chin up at the man. [b]”Lantus.”[/b] he greeted, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. 
Lantus had been a general once before. He was a good and intelligent man, and very cunning with the way he worked. Yet he had gone into retirement, and as soon as Darrian felt turmoil rise up in his heart, he knew he needed Lantus at his side. [b]”Pleasure to see you again.”[/b] with this general, he would feel more at ease. Lantus knew how to get work done. So did Xanxus, but he was probably prone to becoming distracted. At least, that was what Darrian felt. [b]”My orders were clear before. Hunt down the Shepherds and send them back here on a silver platter. And yet, do I see any of them in the dungeons? No.”[/b] his voice was stern, but distressed. And everyone knew when Darrian was stressed, he would become angry. 
[b]”They have begun to hide in Plegia. I have a simple command for the both of you.”[/b] he looked between the two soldiers. [b]”Go to Plegia. Bring your finest men. And tell those… [i]Plegian dirt balls[/i] that we’re hunting for the Shepherds. Tell them that they are the reason for the war. Say… well… you both know how to lie, right? Tell them a good story. And kindly explain to them that if they don’t comply, Ylisse will slaughter many innocents in her search.”[/b]
Sloppy, yes, but Darrian wasn’t known for clean work. He only knew how to kill. It was his specialty.