If you wanted to save face, then I'd help you save face. In Henry's eyes, "face" was like a shoe insole—it made things more comfortable, but he wouldn't be any worse off without it.
A short while later, the soldier returned and told Henry the Third Prince invited him in.
Henry straightened his clothes and walked into the Third Prince's office with a steady stride.
The Third Prince was sitting behind his desk. Seeing Henry enter, he offered a friendly smile. "Baron Henry, what brings you to me so early?"
"Your Highness, I've come today to speak with you about armor and weapons."
The Third Prince raised an eyebrow, gesturing for Henry to continue.
"Your Highness, my soldiers are brave Warriors, but their equipment has become somewhat 'outdated.' I wish to replace it with better gear so they can be more effective on the battlefield."
The Third Prince looked at Henry and asked, "You mean... Legion Infantry?"
"Yes, Your Highness."
