[ A prince. Of course. That makes so much sense with that ego... She's not falling into any traps and calling him by just his name. ]
Many pardons, Your Grace. I would not dare to speak on such familiar terms with one so highborn, for I am nobody of worth.
I can't speak to what it must be like as a warrior, only that if you seek out enemies with swords, you will be found wanting. Those here conceal their blades behind honeyed words.
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Many pardons, Your Grace. I would not dare to speak on such familiar terms with one so highborn, for I am nobody of worth.
I can't speak to what it must be like as a warrior, only that if you seek out enemies with swords, you will be found wanting. Those here conceal their blades behind honeyed words.