Snippet #1487162

Tiat looked at James in an almost unsure way. He knew James enough not to distrust him but was still weary around him. I mean the man had thought dragons, for christ sake. Tiat would most likely beat James in a fight, but didn't want to start anything in front of the princess. In truth Tiat was a small bit jealous of James as he had come here of somewhat freewill while Tiat had been somewhat forced by his own blood line.
Though the dishonourable part of Jame's speech drove Tiat almost off the edge of anger. An honour blood being called dishonourable was like calling a wolf a new born puppy, it was disrespectful.
"Fine... i leave the princess in your care" suddenly he whispered into Jame's ear, in a somewhat venomous voice "but if you so much as let anyone harm a hair on her head i will cut you into a million pieces and scatter them across the four winds... and if you think me dishonourable i will gladly fight you to show my honour... do not trip on your own words James..." he raised his head again and said "i shall see you late Princess Xethy... please forgive my laxness... it shall never happen again" with that he walked off again, leaving the two behind.