Behind Lord Vayan, the servants have begun gathering the bodies of their fallen brothers, wounded and worse. Vayan remains watching, not hiding the fact he is listening to this hushed, private exchange. Why should he hide such a thing when it is not in his nature to be coy.
Once they're done, he speaks up. "You have my gratitude. All of you."
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Date: 2009-03-01 08:40 pm (UTC)Once they're done, he speaks up. "You have my gratitude. All of you."