Jer grumbled, “I like Kith, but they’ve got no idea about appropriate behavior, I’m sorry, I’ll shout at them later.”
“Don’t bother on my account. Though you might want to suggest they take Roger to an apothecary, or a physician, about the snoring. Are you actually a lieutenant?”
Jer’s shoulders relaxed a bit. “I am, but the scouts tend to be less formal. We do some regular palace duty rotations—we’re required to, especially on important occasions—but we also go out to inspect the roads, to examine security if the king’s traveling, to explore anything that might lie ahead. We get used to doing whatever’s asked of us. And Amet really isn’t terribly concerned about protocol; he asked my name the first day I ever came on duty, in the audience hall. I don’t think he’s ever used my rank.”
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