Suddenly, Irene clapped her hands and moved back toward the gate. The neighing and stomping of many horses, coming from the east, explained the situation before Irene even spoke.
"Mireosian troops are coming." She said just to confirm what they hear.
The entire batallion of cavaliers, bearing dark orange and red markings of Mireos army stopped right at the road, near the mercenaries. Irene moved forward as the captain of the batallion slid from his horse.
"Officer, the guardpost have been re-taken. No need to bear such rough face." The captain stopped in his tracks, and then looked at Irene curiously.
"Why, those are great news, but who you might be, young lady?" "Oh, it's hard to recognize me in this attire." Irene fished for something inside her armor and then handed him a small signet. The captain looked at the tiny words engraved around the band, then gasped and took off his helmet, showing his sweat-glued golden hair.
"Lady Matilda! Apologies! I did not know! Soldiers, bow before Duke's daughter!" The cavaliers hastily began to get off their horses and knelt behind their captain. Irene/Matilda looked at them, and then turned toward the mercenaries.
"I'm sorry that I wasn't honest with you from the beginning. I wasn't sure if you're trustworthy mercenaries or will you try to cut my throat at first occassion. And as you can guess, my 'friends' are Duke and officials of the Duchy. I hope you're not worried about your pay anymore?"