"At least wear armor," Liam said, hoping to win back at least some ground from his father, who insisted on riding out to find Sir Ollie and discover what was happening himself.
"Please," Liam pleaded. "Something has gone wrong out there, or Sir Ollie wouldn't have rushed off like that. If it's something that even he can't deal with…"
"Don't worry, I intend to," Loghlan replied. "Trust your father to keep up appearances and sell the story that needs to be sold when the truth can't yet be told. Now, come help me into my armor," he said, gesturing for them to return to his tent. "And tell me what you can about Sir Ollie's companions while you do."
Liam gave a few brief orders to the men he'd been speaking to before he was interrupted, then accompanied his father back to the baron's tent in order to help him with his armor.
