"It is only convenient if Your Majesty were reluctant to trust our words," Egon shrugged, once again,
his disrespectful manner of speaking and carrying himself around Emanuel de Lanark bothered everyone present except his brother.
The King stroked his long gray beard for a moment, deep in thought. His eyes shifted behind Egon's back, and then he pointed with his forefinger at the wall in front of him.
"Look at this painting behind you, Egor. Are you aware of the most significant victory House de Lanark achieved on that day?"
Egon seemed bored as he awaited the King's response to his own question.