"This is outrageous as well as frustrating, Your Grace. They not only disrespected you as an envoy from Vlandia but they also refused to provide you shelter," Luke said, his voice tight with restrained anger.
His fists were clenched at his sides that the veins in his neck standing out as he spoke.
His fellow knights just stayed quiet, keeping their alert.
Magnus, however, remained composed, his expression unreadable as always.
Then he leaned back slightly in his chair, his tone calm and steady. "You don't have to worry about that. We must still be grateful they at least allowed us to find an inn and rest here."
Luke frowned, the answer hardly satisfying but he held his tongue.
Several days earlier, they had already sent Davin's injured and unconscious body back to Vlandia. To Luke, it seemed reckless to continue deeper into Evadene with their numbers reduced and dangers lurking at every turn. But Magnus had insisted.
