Alexander had had enough that day. The horrible fight through his castle. The death of almost all of his unit. The discovery that Prixima's motives were not so pure. And now, Aaron's implication that he was weak in his duty, the final insult. He would take Aaron's suggestion. But not before a few words.
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You know what? You know what?!
I will find another post. A post where some remorse is allowed when counting the bodies of one's dead friends."
Alexander wasn't even yelling, mostly. He was just talking coldly, and angrily, though a yell was in the occasional area.
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And a post that serves Menelea better than Kesselring. A post that serves Menelea better than killing its nobles, poisoning them, having them murdered. A post that serves Menelea better than invoking a siege upon its city! A post that serves Menelea better than doing all of this for a trinket. I will find a better post than this!
For my loyalties lay in two places main: The knight that squired me, and Menelea! The knight is long dead. And I now question whether I can serve Menelea as well if I stay here.
My third loyalty had been to you. But you made it plenty obvious that wasn't needed. Menelea. That is my only loyalty now. Not to Kesselring, not to Prixima, and not to you.
I will take your suggestion. I will leave for somewhere better suited for that loyalty."
And with this, Alexander turned on his heel, and stormed out.