Distasteful Man

"Oliver, I didn't take you to be a liar." Rafael raised an eyebrow. His expression was cavalier, but his eyes were cold as he stared down at his most trusted subordinate. "You disappoint me. How could you spin such a tall tale to get out of trouble?"

"Your Highness, I swear on my life, and the lives of my entire family, I know what my eyes saw," Oliver said, his voice deathly serious as he gazed up at Rafael. 

"That man Florian tried to attack Princess Soleia, but before I could step in, she grabbed his ring. He got his men to attack her instead, but then Princess Soleia conjured ice and shot it in his direction. If you do not believe me, you can question his guards." 

"Presumptuous of you to give me orders. Rise." Rafael frowned to himself as Oliver scrambled to his feet with a low grateful bow. "Go and keep an eye on Elowyn. She's actually Lady Elinora Wynsler, and she has ties with my brother."