Tansen looked at the Ritter Hex as if he was a crazy man hanging from the sealing singing some bar song. "I'm sorry to say that I can not comply to your request good sir. I have been meaning to meet the the good Lord Martinez, tonight and I'm on my way there now. If it is your wish then you can accompany me. I have to schemes as you believe." He would be damned before he was ordered around by a Ritter Hex. The war had inspired a hate upon their kind that burned with such anger and hate that could only be equaled to blood lust. "And as I see it you still remain under me, no matter how you look at it. If the good prince wanted me under custody then he should have said so himself."