Herman was as good as his word. Handy did actually meet him when they were back in the castle. But it was once, and only once. He had met him walking out of the king's private dining room. He had been dressed in a typical noble courtier's get up. Not so fancy as to be noticeable over anyone else's, yet not so drab as to be out of place among the now familiar faces of the serving staff. Joachim didn't even refer to him at all when Handy talked to him afterwards. Handy felt it best not to bring it up. However, the spymaster's presence kept churning the decision in his heart, his doubts about his friend's pragmatism versus his principles. He had to tell him, even just the possibility alone.