"Actually, WE are employed by the General, who is employed by the Princess, who works for the PEOPLE," Deo said turning the young soldier who had interrupted his conversation with the Princess. "So, you may be the Princess's lapdog, but I work to protect the People of this Kindom." He looked over the soldier's uniform. A smirk broke through his serious exterior. "A field medic?" He questioned. It almost sounded like a joke. "Your just a field medic. Go back to playing doctor, and leave this to the officers." His face darkened again. "And don't you dare speak to me of losing good men. I've lost close friends to the sword before you could even carry a sword."
He turned back to the Princess. "Sorry about that. This Medic thinks he can speak to a superior officer like a child." He bowed slightly to the Princess. "Who of your War Council remains? I know the General is on the field of battle, but what of the Leightenet General? Are there any Commanders left? What of the other Knight's Captains?"