["I've come to end this farce, Joacin. Your brothers and Lord Emmanellain corroborate that you have been parading the Lord Commander around all of Ishgard! You will be coming back with me at once! And my humblest, most sincere apologies on behalf of my rotten son," the count offers a bow so deep that his hat nearly falls off.
Aymeric's words are stopped in his throat. He's unsure if he should laugh, or allow Francel to talk first? He looks at Francel with a baffled look.]
No, no... Ser. That is, Count Baurendouin. You are mistaken.
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Aymeric's words are stopped in his throat. He's unsure if he should laugh, or allow Francel to talk first? He looks at Francel with a baffled look.]
No, no... Ser. That is, Count Baurendouin. You are mistaken.