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Lucian stood a few feet behind rose, more of out of dutys sake than wanting to be near them. He did however have a new found respect for this mebit, well as much respect as he could have for a politican, nobility, royality, or whatever they said they were. To lucian politicans were the worst evil, at least an enemy soldier would look you in the eye as he stabbed you, but it wasnt his place, and a now lowly guards oppinion would not matter.

He was glad however to be out of the carraige, although his helmet was weighing heavily on his neck and he was hoping this strutting around like peacocks would be over soon. On principle he never took of his helmet unless he was alone, but sadly he hadnt been able to take it off for an entire day now. This brought to him the memoery that the princesses had never accutaly seen his face, but that served him fine, he prefered to stay out of light and out of mind.