Re: Meanwhile...
Vincent raised an eyebrow. He knew threats. Threats were familiar to him. That was... something else. He gave her a parting bow. "I wish you a safe journey home, your highness."
That right there was a totally mature and polite farewell.
It's not like he was obligated to tell her she still had a chunk of oak tree limb in her hair.
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