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Emissary of the Khargat Khanate[/center]

Word flew like arrows and Chugo found himself somewhat overwhelmed as he was surrounded by a dozen different voices. He struggled to take in what they all said; many people in quick succession spoke of him, yet a few others were engaged in completely different conversations. A less patient man would have drawn his blade by now and cut out their tongues!

Chugo, however, had that patience and concentration that was so rarely found amongst his people. Ever cool tempered and of a controlled and placid mannerism, he listened as Laxion fumbled to control the speech of the boy that he had inexplicably brought into this hall. [i]It would seem that children run amok and their elders grow inept, in this wretched day and age. All of this will be made right again when the Khanate has its day![/i]

Regardless, Torinus had proven his bravery and sharpness of mind. Chugo might have been impressed were it not for the boy's utter lack of restraint; in temperament he was more alike the average Khargat than anybody else in the court might have realized. Chugo did [i]not[/i] appreciate being dismissed as a childish; it had not been his intent to bring about the petty quarrel, and Bastien had of course left him no choice. The Bey could not help but suspect that were he of any of the other provinces, his arguments would have resonated well and the damned Dieuporteillan would have found the entire court turned solely against him.

As it were, the king had other ideas. He did not blink Elendin's words about the supposed worth of the other provinces, but rather suppressed the urge to speak. It was not an emissary's place to explain to a young emperor why his most loyal knights were incapable swine that could only win a war through overwhelming numbers and cowardly ambushes in the swampland. when the king finally finished, Chugo found himself surprisingly [i]gladdened[/i] by the prospect of leaving the room.

His words still measured, he answered back, [color=Gold]"So Your Majesty wishes, so it shall be done."[/color] 

A sharp motion of his hand had the servant that had remained by his side quickly move to reclaim the boxed warbow that had been laid before the king, and with that in hand the two gave short bows before turning to take their leave. In their native tongue, Chugo quickly ordered that servant to procure for him parchment, ink, and a quill. The Khan would be informed of these happenings!