"[color=fdc68a]Hm.[/color]"

	Henri hated dealing with the stuck-up royal guards, but understands that they're just doing their job, after all. Yet, it irritated him a bit. He thought he held enough rank for them to not redirect him and waste his time like this.

	He began walking away from the royal guards, but not before he subtly punished the one that spoke, by [i]willing[/i] his armor to suddenly tighten at the 'lower' area, inflicting pain in his nuts.

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	This is the constable's office, right? Assuming it hasn't changed in the last several years. What's this kid's name again...
	He knocked at the door. "[color=fdc68a]Aaron. It's Henri.[/color]" Right, Aaron Delving. One of those nobles who tout their nobility like it makes them superior to those that are not... Or so they say. He never witnessed it first-hand.