Seeing that Baron had tacitly approved of his "presumption," he knew the opportunity had come, and he smiled as he opened the conversation, voluntarily steering the topic towards something that interested the Baron.
"Sir Ges, forgive my boldness in asking... is there anything about my attire today that concerns you? I mean no offense; I'm just worried that my appearance might displease you..."
"Displeased? Why would I be? No... uh, I mean, where did you get those trousers from?" Ges hastily glanced at his legs, then pretended to look away nonchalantly, "I am the lord here; I need to know what the merchants are selling in my domain."
The restraint of the nobility is a troublesome thing.
Adela could see that this greedy fellow desperately wanted to reach out, yet he had to pretend to be uninterested and unsurprised, then hint that he should offer it willingly.
But now was not the time.
The fish had just bitten the hook.
Facing the impatient Baron, he continued in a casual tone.