"We serve the Marquis, Lord Bors" the guard insisted. "Lord Owain might be his heir, but we have orders to cooperate with Inquisitor Percivus while he roots out the conspiracy against Lord Bors. Even Lord Owain can't…"
"Inquisitor Percivus," Albyn interrupted, his voice dropping to a dangerous growl, "is about to answer for his crimes against the Lothian family. He's crossed lines that no man should ever cross and he'll pay dearly for doing it. If you lot want to join him when he hangs by the neck, just keep standing in my way. Otherwise, make way. Now!"
