Chapter Twelve: The Big Trade (3)

"Your Excellency, Baron, what is the meaning of this?" Viscount Kleyan, who always took pride in his elegance, suddenly became agitated. "Haven't we been in discussions? How can you use such language to threaten us?"

"I apologize, Viscount Kleyan," Komer said, restraining the joy in his heart but displaying righteous indignation on his face as he bowed politely. "Perhaps it was your dismissive alms-like treatment that caused me to lose my composure, for which I apologize. However, I believe our negotiations can go no further, as there is a significant gap in the importance we assign to this matter. It seems to me that you do not regard the refugees from our allied countries as equal citizens."