The left guy's shoulders relaxed. But the right guard's eyes flashed with disappointment- as if he was expecting some kind of late evening action.
"Master Nexus, I beg your pardon we didn't realize it was you."
Nexus slowed his horse;
"How come?" he asked innocently; "Was it the hat?"
Both guards shared a quick nervous glance, as if unsure of what to say.
"Actually sire, for a moment I thought I saw a bearded gentleman."
Nexus' face looked pained; "So you're saying you're disappointed I don't have a beard?"
Pudgy right guy's eyed flared open. His poorly balanced helmet shook as he tried to stand at attention;
"No sire!" he cried aloud; "Forgive me sire, it was probably some optical anomaly. the sun playing tricks on my sight!"
Nexus sighed and dabbed his forehead dramatically;
