From Handy’s perspective, the duke seemed a bit too rigid in his stance. He was resting on his haunches to give himself every inch he could in height without literally standing on his rear paws. The duke’s hands clasped behind his back as he maintained a calm demeanour while facing the griffon count. He put that down to simple nerves however. From what he had learned of his authority from Ivorybeak, he could do a lot. Mainly, he was there to listen, demand records, investigate, and interrogate as he deemed necessary. Only if he found anything particularly damning was he allowed to utilise his powers to any true effect. Ivory was vague about the details, but Handy believed he understood what that meant.