"I have a message from the Duke of Futherfield," Henry said. In his hand was a roll of paper.
Rylen adjusted in his seat while Caius didn't even flinch. He just stared at Henry a little too intensely, and Rylen noticed that he might slowly be losing his temper.
"What is the message about?" Rylen asked.
"I do not know, but a messenger brought it," Henry explained. "Unfortunately, the messenger was too exhausted to bring the message to you himself."
"What do you mean, exhausted?" Caius asked with clear irritation. "One would think he ran on foot."
"His Highness is a little spot on," Henry said.
"He ran on foot?" Rylen asked, showing his shock.
"Only for some part of the journey. He did see a horse eventually," Henry tried to explain.
"What do you mean, see a horse? There should be more than enough horses in the Lord's—"
