Stood in front of William, victor looks down at him as he remained on his knees.
"It's been a while William."
Still on his knees, William looked up at Victor, his eyes filled with admiration and respect.
"That is because you decided to…. Vacate your position in the order master"
Averting his eyes, the topic at hand causing him discomfort.
"I could no longer tolerate the nobles and their struggle for political power" he said, his tone indifferent.
Looking around he noticed the growing crowd.
"We should head inside now, I don't care for large crowds like this."
William rose to his feet, pulling out and sheathing his sword as he lead Victor to the tents entrance. But once they get to it he stops, briskly turning back.
"I'm sorry master, but I can't allow these slaves to accompany us inside."
Victor frowns in response.
"And why is that?"
He looks away as he felt the weight of victor's growing displeasure.
