[The sharp nib on his hip earns a jerk of a muscle and slight tremble on Richard's lip. He follows Silco with his eyes as he stands up, the hand on his shoulder slowly sliding down to his chest before retracting it off his lover's body to curl his fingers around the edge's of the blanket.]

Of course. [He answers immediately without any hesitation.] I naturally protect all of those who have pledged themselves to me and provide for them. Unless they were to betray to me. [It really is simple as that. It matters not whether those people were peasants, farmers, soldiers or nobles. They were all the same to Richard in the long run, something for him to command and do as he sees fit. Stepping stones to his throne.

He's certain that Silco if anyone could understand him on this.]

Hm. [He hums quietly, lips pressing into tighter line as he listens to Silco's explanation. While he definitely saw Silco's side to be more correct, as a father's matters of love life and what not should not be any of a daughter's business. But the situation overall seems so childish to him. And petty.] I do not care who she decides to spend her time with. And I do not care to made to be a pawn in such quarrel.

[Now he wished perhaps more than ever that Silco had kept silence all together about this. It seems like it could have saved them both a lot of headache. Richard then steps to the side and passes his lover as he walks towards the bedroom.] I shall dress.