About the fight you got into the other day with
[cdb]those soldiers.
Oh. That. Don't worry, I won't do it again.
One of my men told me the whole story of what
[cdb]actually went down.
Apparently, one of your soldiers was mocking
[cdb]the heir of House Gautier...who just so happens
[cdb]to be me.
Then he started getting into it with everyone else,
[cdb]which is when you decided to jump in.
Worst decision of my life. But like I said, I'm done
[cdb]with all that.
I only stepped in because I thought it was
[cdb]my responsibility to make my men see sense.
But my fists tend to move faster than my brain,
[cdb]as I'm sure you know.
I'm very well aware. Still, I'm curious why you didn't
[cdb]tell me everything right away.
Because he said some really nasty stuff about you.
I didn't want your delicate ears dropping off in
[cdb]horror.
OK, now I'm even more curious... Anyway, sorry for
[cdb]tearing into you without knowing the full story.
No, I'm the one who should apologize. I can't
[cdb]let personal life influence business, even if it
[cdb]does concern you.
You shouldn't worry about it. People speaking poorly
[cdb]about me is something of a regular occurrence.
And honestly? I deserve every last bit of it. I was
[cdb]a real scoundrel in my younger days. Caused a whole
[cdb]lot of people a whole lot of headaches.
That kind of talk isn't your fault or your soldiers'
[cdb]fault. The blame lies squarely with the man I used
[cdb]to be.
So why didn't you do something about that man
[cdb]when you were younger?
It was just... I had to be that way, you know?
I had to play the part of the flippant, carefree
[cdb]rogue because...
Anyway, look. I know I'm a real piece of work,
[cdb]but that's just me being me.
Fine. Perhaps you do deserve to be made fun of.
But I still won't stand it coming from a bunch of curs
[cdb]who don't know a single thing about you.
You may not have the title of margrave yet, but you
[cdb]still make yourself pretty useful.
I've seen how you've helped the boar, and...
I guess how you help me, too.
Wow, Felix. That's...wow. Hoo boy, I think someone's
[cdb]cutting onions in here.
Be quiet! Can't you listen to someone for two seconds
[cdb]without opening your fat mouth and completely
[cdb]ruining the moment?!
You always have been too smart and too loud for
[cdb]your own good, even if no one can match you in
[cdb]military tactics or domestic affairs.
It's like you said: We've got problems piling up both
[cdb]inside and out of the Kingdom.
But with you around, we might just be able to
[cdb]see our way clear of it.
That's a lot of problems to pile on one person.
Especially when he isn't half great as you're implying.
I mean, I might be, say, seven percent more cunning
[cdb]than you? But that's pretty much it.
If we really want to be useful to Faerghus and
Dimitri, we need to work together so we can balance
[cdb]out each other's weaknesses.
I suppose that's true.
In which case, I guess I'm counting on you.
I may even...need you. Maybe.
Besides, I'd be stuck with nothing but miserably
[cdb]dour folks without you around. I'm not sure I could
[cdb]handle it.
You don't have to tell me twice, old friend.
I'll always be there for you—I promise.