"…so, in fine, Lady Gramercy is more mercenary than subject, it seems," you conclude moments later. "For their assistance and sacrifice in the Flenish Wars, she's insisting on receiving a grant of Crown land for her clan to stretch out in."
"How much land?"
"I didn't catch the acreage," you deadpan, "but 'twas an extensive request, not just a field here and a hillock there."
"Scandalous indeed, to thus harangue the King as one might bargain in the market square," Bisqueath rumbles. "And how replied King Saul to all of this?"
"I must confess, his contributions were far harder to hear," you admit. "But from all I saw, he did not say yes, nor did he say no outright."
Onward