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He listened, but not to understand. To him, their words were discordant noises, rambled by criminals either to rat out their partner-in-crime or to vaunt their innocence. Be it a plea, confession, or reason, he ignored it all as he toss them into the Rascade dungeon. And today, he expected it to not be any different. 

But the first person to speak had brought a certain irregularity, and it started to get on his nerve. How dare they come to this place, deceived his men, and then stated, right in front of his face that they hold the information he was unworthy to hear?
His anger reached its peak when a certain [b][i]former[/i][/b] noblewoman spoke up and reinforce what the first trespasser said. Even more so when she brought up the name [b][i]Matilda[/i][/b]. Too long that she-orc had been the thorn in his side. So what? His Highness trusted her and now she acted like she owned Rascade. 

[color=#D4AF37][b]"Be silent!"[/b][/color] he rebuked, harsh and efficient. [color=#D4AF37][b]"I am not here to bandy words with an ungrateful daughter who ran away. How is Rosenving now? Did you crawl back to His Majesty's feet asking for His favor while your family begged for table scraps?"[/b][/color]

Yvonne strode a pace forward, but suddenly Jazdia's clutched her by the shoulder, and she halted, glancing at the elf with clear disdain. 

[color=ed145b]"Greetings, Constable Delving. I wholeheartedly acknowledged that the timing was less than ideal. But my friend was right, we are here on Fredricus' order."[/color] Jazdia opened her bag and reached for a transparent tube, which contained a piece of document, neatly rolled and tied with a red ribbon. She unknotted the ribbon and presented the paper so he can read it himself. 

But the man furiously struck the elf's palm, causing the contract to be released from her grip and flutter away before landing on the grass. 

The captain whirled at Keito, before continuing his admonishment loudly.

[color=#D4AF37][b]"Listen here, you cheap idiots! I asked a question, plain and simple and all of you made a fucking song and dance about it! I don't care who ordered you. I ask a fuckin question and you fuckin answer. Now is there any of you, in this sorry group who can answer, in plain Common? Please? Thank you!?"[/b] [/color]

As he speaks, a dozen of guards had made their position around them. All were armed, and they only waited for the Constable's order. 

[color=#D4AF37][b]"Or maybe I should just haul all of you to Rascade Dungeon myself!"[/b] [/color]