"Unfortunately, Lady Blackthorn, that is a riddle we are still in the middle of discussing, though it does not seem as if we'll reach any conclusions yet," Verdant said.
"You should get more retainers," Blackthorn said suddenly. She had moments like this amongst them, increasingly, where she would actually speak her mind. Trying to get her to speak around a crowd was still a virtual impossibility, though.
"Hm? Why that all of a sudden?" Oliver asked.
Blackthorn shrugged. "It's what anyone wanting to increase their Command would do."
"My Lady's cruel… Who would want to serve the likes of him?" Amelia whispered – or a least pretended to whisper – to Pauline. Pauline clamped a hand over Amelia's mouth and pointed at Verdant.
The priest smiled. "Indeed, little lady. It is my honour to serve him. But I am in agreement, my liege. Increasing your retainership would have a multitude of benefits. The Games is not the least of those."
