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"Oh I am not worried that much about you hurting me. I'd just prefer not to cause a ruckus before a have a chance to speak with the emperor, that's all." Martel smiled faintly and shook his head. "Well, my offer still stands if you ever change your mind. Also I thank you for your kindness." He paused for a moment and rolled his eyes. "Different what you expected, m'lady? Did you perhaps think me an inhumane monster who causes milk to curdle, women to misscarry and cattle to die by the power of my presence alone? Or perhaps you thought me a raving lunatic whom revels in bloodshed? Admittedly a part of me is like that, but I'd rather keep it well in check. It's not good for the publicity of the Raven Company if my bloodlust would get the better of me, now would it?" The tall man spread his arms slightly and smiled.