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Having no other choice but to follow the King himself, Garrett found himself alongside the primary benefactor to the surrounding land and fiefdom; Vrondi himself, or at least one of them, since he just split into two. He did not know what to make of that, but he was in the presence of one that wished to talk to him either to scold him for not being formal enough, or not taking care of his armor in the sense that it wasn't shiny. He had gotten a lot of that this evening; now he was going to get that from a King, funny really, maybe he should explain to the king why his armor is the way it is.

Garrett did not know what to say to the King at this very moment that would not put himself at a disadvantage. Silence was the best option for this case, he knew whatever King Vrondi had to say to Garrett that could not be said in front of an audience was most likely important to some substantial degree, so, he stuck to the plan of following the King and heeding his words with great interest.

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