"Take care. I heard a lot of things about that empire. Don't run amok there."
Fabian chortled with his lips closed. "I'm looking forward to this person you think I would get along with."
"If he was, indeed, a Grimsbanne, don't put the young miss in danger." Rufus let out a deep exhale. Although Fabian's eyes were squinting into mere slits, Rufus could see the excitement swirling underneath those eyelids. "He is an unpredictable man, and there's no telling what he can do. Master will kill you… no, I will end you if you put the young miss in danger, whatever the reason was."
"Don't worry, Sir Knight. The young miss is like a daughter to me." Fabian gazed at Rufus from head to toe, keeping his polite smile. "Why don't we spar, Sir Knight? Since I assume I would wield Maleficent more than I had ever in the following months."
