"Seems everyone and his dog can be knighted these days."
Wolfgar Ricaydo leaped off his giant gray warhorse, clicking his tongue in disapproval.
The gloomy-faced man who shadowed his every move accepted the reins. "I couldn't agree more!" he eagerly chimed in. "I simply cannot fathom why His Majesty would want to ennoble that half-breed mutt."
"No doubt this ridiculous display is simply to test the patience of the court," Wolfgar snarled. "Everyone knows our liege enjoys throwing stones into calm waters."
"I hear Count Valmir has refused to be a witness to the ceremony."
"Count Valmir is a man of resolve," Wolfgar remarked before adding sharply, "It's a shame I can't say the same about my father. To think he would engage in this nonsense just to humor the king…"
"Brother."
Unable to stand their conversation any longer, Ursuline strode up to the pair.