Cyrdic raised his goblets to every cheer, his and the Knights. Truthfully, despite his slight mistreatment, he was proud to fight alongside Empire men once more. There were more than a few lowborn men without the haughtiness of the Knights, and even some Knights seemed more down to earth than most. Some who had been on campaign with commoners were often less arrogant than others. 

"I've fought the Northmen in Ostland and Nordland," Cyrdic replied, sipping his drink. He'd eaten earlier, but by Sigmar he was certainly ready for seconds. "I've seen their like before and know a few tricks on how to fight them. But honestly, it was luck that saved the day, and some fast thinking from Camilla." 

"The Marchioness." Gilderoy stated challengingly. A few of his Knights who often performed on ceremony agreed. He wondered what they'd do if he stated that he had a noble title in the works. He supposed they simply wouldn't believe him and call him a charlatan, and honestly? He wouldn't blame them. 

"Yes, the Marchioness and I managed to secure one of the wagons and speed off into the Drakwald, only to lose ourselves off of it miles away. Beastmen pursued, and we slew them by the river...we saw a Dragon, Sir Gilderoy. A great red one. I'm sorry we had not mentioned it before." 

The disbelief of the Knights and servicemen were gone in a flash. Some of the lowborn seemed positively shocked at the news. In fact most in attendance did. But Gilderoy and his Knights seemed merely perturbed. "The Drakwald is filled with beasts. I'm certain such a creature is miles away now. Now enjoy your meals. I have some business to attend to." He said, giving Garmmenn a knowing look. The scribe sputtered a bit, and then hustled to follow as the gallant figure of Gilderoy disappeared. 

Cyrdic and the soldiers began conversing of gossip within the empire, about one Elector count and other, and certain jokes Camilla had probably never heard of. Cyrdic laughed and grinned, and ate, and he attempted to bring Camilla into the conversation as much as he could so she didn't feel left out. 

Once they were done, all in attendance were dismissed. Cyrdic offered to escort Camilla to her room, offering her an arm as if they were at the Court of Middenhiem once more. "This situation here is a bit odder than I'd like," he said, gazing at every hall as they passed. He stopped at the door, and after he opened it for her, he looked a bit shy. "I should guard you, tonight. In here, if you want...I really don't think its safe us being separated and..."

He sighed, and seemed more annoyed with himself than anything. Finally, he just spit it out. "I know it was only a few hours. But I missed you." 
[@Penny]