"We'll go with you," the prince said.
Frowning, Ludwig asked, "And why would you do something so troublesome?" His tone was flat rather than sharp, the kind of question that measured another man's resolve without wasting breath on argument.
"We're in the same boat. In case you forgot. The country is being attacked by demons and foes of both the empire and the kingdom of the sand, and having us there will make it easier to mediate things."
Ludwig rubbed the ridge of his nose with the back of a knuckle, the gesture brief, almost weary. "I don't want to babysit you, your highness. You might lose your life, and that isn't very safe for any of us here…"
"Don't worry, I have Tull with me," the prince said confidently.
