The fact these ones were so eager to disband spoke volumes to the old nobleman that they might be a tad... green. Green was a good word for it, as dealing in the politics they were content to see themselves headlong into were not friendly, in the sense that it was quite easy to raise not only suspicion, but adversaries down the line. Outsiders poking and prodding outside of their station no less, it could only leave the knight to sigh. Before he could protest, they seemingly marched off, leaving him to a shake of his head.

"They will learn one day. Political battles are not like the ones that can be fought with a sword." He remarked, adjusting his girdle and relinquishing the rest he had upon the hilt of his sword, "It tends to be of best interest to be formal and proper." Lord Beaduric added after, looking over then to Durwith.

"Let us see to meeting with the guard, sooner than later; I haven't high hopes about them not becoming immediately wary of our doings by this now."

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