Almost didn't? "Yet another story that is more interesting than mine," Artos said, the corner of his lip twitching, "If you fear competition, you have beaten me already."
'Work your ass off', she reminded him of the sailors he occasionally worked with. Maybe she should consider a change in career? He could picture her as some captain upon some vessel on the sea. Doubt she would, but he imagined a swashbuckling, pony tailed woman screaming at pirates as she waved her cutlass from the bow.
"I always have something to do," Artos said truthfully, Sapal was a large city with an even larger list of problems, "But the idea of sitting and watching you as you embarrass my soldiers does sound appealing. Especially since I am acutely aware of some old men who will be pulling what is left of their hair out at my tardiness... Oh, it seems I have talked myself into it. After you, Princess," he said motioning to the training floor.