Lorenso wipe his eyes as they walked. He knew to well from the Aserits he had thought in battle that they saw dishonour in showing the weaker side of their emotions. As Lorenso and Lenally reached his solar he pulled the clasp from his shoulder, ripping off the cape and throwing it to the floor. He marched through to his bedroom, sitting down on his bed, his head in his hands. "I...I can't believe he's gone." Lorenso pulled off the ceremonial sword he had worn with such pride all these years and threw it to the floor. He look up at Lenally. "Such a young girl. Too pretty to be caged... fly away little bird." He leant forward, and ran a gently hand down her cheek. "They mean to marry you off to the Prince, you know this don't you."