"I was joking! I was really joking!"
Sitting by the campfire, Lann wore an expression of absolute sincerity as he spoke to Edd.
Edd sat by the fire as well, with Jorri at his side re-bandaging his wounds.
When the people saw the Duke and his patrol returning from scouting ahead, each of them stained with blood and with fewer men, they were instantly on high alert.
It was only after Edd briefly explained the situation that they relaxed.
"I know that's not what you meant, Lann. But a promise..."
Edd was full of conflict.
For a Knight known for being rather strict, when he made a promise, he even mentioned the name of the [Stark], essentially swearing by his family.
For him to break such a vow would be worse than death!
On the other hand... wasn't this akin to selling his daughter!?
"Edd, forget about this promise."
Lann looked serious, spreading his hands across his chest as if playing an accordion.
