[Alexis Sapientia]

"Mad at us or not, I've known better than to argue with a woman while she's holding a sharp blade, My Lord Regent," said Alexis somewhat hesitantly, a small grin marking his face.

It was while eyeing this spectacle that a memory suddenly came to the surface, that of him having a slightly relaxed grip on the very familiar hilt of a sword...it was in Taralon, eras ago...and he'd all decimated a tree.

"If you choose to play with such a toy," he'd said, his expression becoming serious again. "...you might wish to consider learning to use it properly. Even if a career as a soldier does not appeal and you wish a more peaceful life, continuing such a life can often involve being able to defend yourself from threat. A good blade can be helpful in that, but only if you can use it passing well."

He pursed his lips at that, subconsciously saluting, yet again, before sheathing the Imperial Legiosn longsword back into its scabbard.

Hannas Darkblade, may the gods take him into their keeping, had spoken very eloquent wisdom for theat brightening, long before this attack on his wife.

Keeping his own counsel, so did he stand there, paying strict and close attention. Time to see how things were really done in the real world, away from all the theories and conjectures of the policymakers.