"My Lord, you cannot let this stand!" Feng shouted, his face flushed with rage. "That peasant humiliated me in front of my own squad. He paraded me around this hall like a common scullery maid. I am the commander of the royal guard. I demand justice. Give me the right to discipline him for his insolent behavior."
Lord Jian calmly picked up his porcelain teacup. He took a sip of the warm tea and placed the cup back onto its saucer.
"You will do no such thing, Feng," Jian replied, keeping his voice level. "The boy is a recognized companion of Princess Lune. The Azure Moon Kingdom relies heavily on the Lumiere Dynasty for our military budget and secure trade routes. If we upset the princess by punishing her guest, she can easily influence her royal court to withdraw their financial support."
