Hershel smiled at the blonde haired young woman, he was grinning for no apparent reason at all, but he was just thinking at how blessed he was, whether it be by some random god, or just generally life being nice. "Sure. That sounds nice."
Hershel stood up and stuck his hands in his pocket, he walked out and stood in front of Naieves and her father. "Well." He grinned, "Nice kingdom you have here."
Hershel grinned "Yep that's me. I am the fuck that decides to defend his honor. A Ksher, or whatever you said." His right thigh was still sore from earlier, so the hit against the wall didn't feel too pleasing.