"Are you quite done?"
The old man still leaning on his sword, calmly in his seat, finally opened his mouth - to see if he could get words across in all this… dramatic behavior. It might have surprised the others to know, but he'd done his own private digging and rethinking about everything involving the 'witch' of a Goltbred heiress. Especially over spots where his Yecine family had made mistakes in dealing with her as they should have.
The strange behavior of Qatrand in particular, when it came to the unchivalrous physical handling of the brunette, had been a sticking point in his mind for a while. He had thought that perhaps it was a behavior learned from the temper prone Anper. But now, he had internalized it as a corruption of values from *outside* even that man's teachings.
