Coming For Her

The Bargesians descended from their rooms in the upper level of the palace's east wing and arrived at the inner courtyard, where their horses had been prepared. Charles, the chamberlain, along with Lord James and several other nobles, were waiting for them.

Charles bowed respectfully as he addressed Brone and his men. 

"Your Excellency, the horses are ready."

"Thank you, Mr. Chamberlain," the Bargesian leader acknowledged, his tone casual and dismissive.

Charles corrected him, "It's Lord Enos, Your Excellency."

Brone shrugged nonchalantly. "Yeah... Whatever..."

Charles couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust towards the reply. The repeated disregard for his title, despite his high-ranking position in the palace, left a bitter taste in his mouth.