King Andronicus kept a steady pace, his gaze also taking in the throne room. Portraits of previous kings seemed to watch over him from the walls, as he walked and looked at each of them. The King knew he was different. That he didn't seem to have the lust for war that lived in the hearts of nearly every other man. Yet, he had managed to gain the respect of his people by never shying away from going into battle as needed. He just did not see the need to start wars himself.<br/><br/>"I do not believe Commander Talus is fit for the job I need", stated the King, firmly. His deep voice kept a low volume, since he wanted only Gaius to listen to him.<br/><br/>The King's usually placid face closed itself in a mask of tension. He frowned and took a deep breath before speaking. "I fear the war I try so hard to avoid may be brewing inside my very walls as we speak. I smell it in the air. Treason has its own very distinctive stench, I will have you know, General."<br/><br/>The poor man could not place his finger on the actual point from where treason was coming. He could feel the threat around his wife, but not in a million years would he believe<span style="font-style: italic">she</span>was the one posing a risk. "You have my permission, no, my<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">command</span></span>to stop at nothing. I would trust you with my life. Therefore, I entrust you the life of those more valuable to me than myself."<br/><br/>Andronicus stopped and looked Gaius straight in the eye. "Will you and your men be ready and willing to face war against those you may have once called brothers? In the name of your King and his family?"