Martha
*As he entered a building that represented a political officer it would just be a building that is full of soldiers and no one of importance and they would allow him to pass an officer would stop vylius in his march* `"Ebbfellian civilian's must return to the city limits, government orders to protect it's people."` *He wouldn't find anything on the outskirts of ebbfell if he wanted to find someone of authority he had to go to the city*
Grace
"Oh, my deepest apologies. Then May I ask for a military escort? I am a Royal that seeks an audience with your government." 
*Of course when in times such as these Vylius becomes a politician, much like the actual battlefield, politics for Vylius operate almost the exact same, a giant chessboard.*
Martha
`"We can spare four men on horses and you can grab a horse you choose we can escort you into the city but government grounds are guarded by the red guard you will have to talk to them for access and will need a degree from your house or royal line stating your business."`
Grace
*This would cause Vylius to nod silently as he grabbed a horse to follow the guards. However, in his conscious he was screaming.*
"WHATTT, how dare they request that of me!!!! Do they have any idea how long that process will take!!!!! I can understand why but still ughhhhhhh. I'll figure it out when I get there." 
*This would be spoken only inside his head as he silently rode with the four men.*
Martha
*The guards would escort vylius to the city as they didn't know what he was thinking and they basically were throwing him into the city without giving him any guidance but if he asked they would.* `"This way sir."`