<strong>"Much as I hate to say this, you are making a lot of sense."</strong>The young king admitted, frowning at Gabriel.<strong>"I want to be firm and send out a clear message of dont mess around with me but I dont want this revolution to get even worse."</strong>He grit his teeth together, but nod his head at Gabriel. Taking a couple of minutes to thinks things through, he spoke up again.<strong>"Inform lady Luna on your way out to bring with her the Baron's children as our 'guests' if the Baron refuses, and what else to do."</strong>The king snorted.<strong>"And send the senior protector back in. Telsa? Satel."</strong>He nod his head again.<strong>"I'll break her the news she wont get to do it the way the Protectors suggested."</strong><br/><br/>That said, the King waved a hand after Gabriel.<strong>"One thing must be clear, this rebellion is crushed or we will watch it erode all semblance of honor and loyalty left from my father's time on the throne."</strong><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>Outside the castle, the Protectors had mounted up and were preparing to get on the move, a total of thirty soldiers prepared to leave with them at once. Each protector carrying a breastplate, a sword and shield as well as a helmet, ready to get on the move. Meanwhile up on the fortifications, Lady Luna watched the distance silently, waiting, thinking things through.<br/><br/>The three Champion mercenaries were leaning to the wall, teasing a castle servant that had come too close. None had grabbed the slightly chubby girl, but based on her blush and the wolf-like grins on the Champions faces, it was bold things they were speaking to her. The noise of the other soldiers preparing drowned out their voices further off though.