Zianro couldn't believe what he heard. The way she said it, made it almost too good to be true again. "I don't know if you're just flattering me or teasing me Your Majesty." He said calmly, or at least, tried to keep the picture of calmness. Inside he was as confused as ever.<br/><br/>"Even if you did mean it, it would seem a bit... Awkward to the nobility here, provided the fact I'm a mercenary, and your bodyguard who came from humble origins in Valsir. I doubt even my lineage could make it any different." He mumbled out awkwardly as he leaned on a pillar.