That is—
Unable to find what to say, he simply shrugged and muttered,
"It's insurance."
He certainly wasn't about to launch into an explanation about how the sword had originally belonged to Lyra but, through a maze of twists and inconvenient turns, ended up in his possession.
Selaphiel spoke next, her tone cool.
"There will be no need for... insurance. Either Jahira or I will be close by at all times to monitor things. Actually, this isn't that hard of a task. All you have to do is not respond to provocations."
"OK,"
Lugh replied, voice dull and flat.
Selaphiel nodded once.
"Good."
Then she continued, her tone slipping into lecture mode.
"Secondly, you must act unbridled and arrogant—as if everyone around you is beneath you. Walk, move, and speak with an aura that reinforces this impression."
Lugh's brows creased. She wanted him to act like a pompous noble while simultaneously enduring provocations without reacting? Was that even possible?
