Note for Dominic

[O-louth]

@V-Rage
My good Dominic,
You and I have never been enemies. The best stories are written of men of action, after all. I see you as a man with vast potential. But it takes more than the ability to act, to make a great leader. Decorum and style are the tools I find you will need, to become one of the great. Fortunately, I can teach you both.
I care not for Conrad. He seems like a dimwitted idiot. It is the blood of his master I seek. And it is my plans towards that end, that your swift actions have diminished the chance of success with.
If Conrad and the Ravens, and their many horrible misdeeds can be tied around the neck of Duke Misrim, then we have the tools necessary to tilt his tyrannical rule of Tilverton once and for all. And -that- is what I seek to do. Conrad is simply a means to that end, and that end alone.
Your attack against him removed the rope I intended for him to hang himself with. That is what has upset me. Nothing more.
Now, let yesterday remain in the past, and let us look towards a brighter future together. You are still in the early chapters of what can and shall become a heroic tale. And with my help, it shall become a chronicle of the ages.
I shall find you as soon as time allows, and we shall discuss House Goldfeather at length, and see what we can do to uncover its secrets, and their relation to the ward.
Sincerely
Sabriel Florent

[O-louth]

@V-Rage
Mr. Swift,
While you await whatever reprimand you are about to recieve for your blatant disrespect, I shall honor my word, and deliver to you the song as promised. I fear it may have been sung once or twice already, the others were curious as to what I was working on.

No reply necessary.

S. F

Borrowed feathers make no bird

Promised you a song, I shall not lie
But once you hear it, you likely will sigh
Impart upon you a lesson I shall attempt
You shall bow to your betters, not show them contempt!

Dear little Swift, with Helmsblade in hand,
Crying in frustration, your bloodline so bland
Your uniform teal, your arrogance absurd
For borrowed feathers, never make you a bird

A farmboy in act and with no decorum
It is time you learn how to act in a courtroom
For while you may be skilled with a sword,
A teal uniform, will not make you a lord

Learn your place, Dominic Swift
Or in the Crownguard you create a rift
Stop undermining our rule, it is highly treasonous
Acknowledge the nobles, and that you are far beneath us