Hadron didn't have the patience to engage Vhelian's query.
It should be known to anyone that a decision from the First Prince -- backed by the Crown Prince second of all -- had no room to be overturned.
Vhelian's adrift, ignorant optimism was the one speaking. He was not in the position to question any ruling at that point in the ordeal. That's unless he had something valuable worth exchanging for the freedom of the Duke. For instance, information about the illegal dealings of other Nobles.
"I believe there's no need for formalities, Your excellency, Duke Brahm Gertrude."
"I couldn't agree more, Vice-Commander." The Duke said as he sighed, "I'm far too discombobulated to even think properly. A quiet time in a cell would do me good."
"It's not a cell you'll be taken to. It's a room suited for someone who knows what they have done wrong."
