The young man didn't wait for the other to answer, shoving him against the wall.
He then grabbed another noble by the collar.
"Jilbe, have you forgotten? Your marvelous estate in Burgundy... I can still recall the scent of roses in the garden that summer. And your wife, so elegant! How much glory and wealth did your marriage to her bring you?
You have but one daughter with her. How vulnerable would your only daughter be without your protection? Your wife would be forced to marry a man who could protect her, and your daughter would be married off as a prize to someone many times her age!"
"Lord Adir, have you forgotten? The first half of your life was filled with such glorious military achievements that whenever anyone mentions your family name, they think of your moniker: 'the Lion of Geneva.' You expanded your family's lands, turning what was once a meager fief into a domain so vast and wealthy.
