"Why are you speaking again? Didn't I tell you not to blabber?"
"I wasn't blabbering, and besides, Your Highness, you said not to speak out of turn in front of National Preceptor Blois, right? But the National Preceptor hasn't arrived yet. I was merely following Your Highness's instructions!"
Armando, resigned, said, "Alright, alright, alright, listen carefully now. From this moment on, do not utter a single word. Do you understand?"
"But, but, won't that be the death of me?"
"Do I need to lose my temper for you to obey?"
"Of course not, certainly not."
Armando glared at Marwan, who promptly shut his mouth.
Armando and Marwan waited in the hall for a while longer.
Impatiently, Armando remarked, "This National Preceptor Blois really knows how to put on airs, making me wait for so long. Don't you think he's being too much, Marwan?"
Armando waited for Marwan to respond, but noticed after some time that Marwan hadn't said a word.
