"Put your swords down. There really is no need for that." Audemar lazy spoke, then walked towards them with his hands signaling them to ease down.
The two knights were filled with confusion.
Knight Favran started. His head following Audemar as he walked away. "Young master? My Lord?"
"Yes?" Audemar answered back with a question as he turned around to face him.
"To where are you heading off to?" Favran questioned with the same look plastered on his face.
The oblivious young lad turned around and pointed his finger towards the direction that he was facing earlier, "Back to the camp?" he answered with uncertainty.
"We brought the horse with us, young master," replied knight Stephan, raising the leash of the horses. He tilted his head, "Young master?"
Audemar's mouth gaped wide open. "T-then... what about the frogs?" he stammered as his eyes blinked rapidly in embarrassment.
"The frogs?" Andraste repeated.
