He nods toward an arrogant man in the other corner of the room. "See that lad? Baron Drelev. He's not like us

He nods toward an arrogant man in the other corner of the room. "See that lad? Baron Drelev. He's not like us — who knows what generation of baron he is? Didn't even shake my hand. You and me? We're like dirt beneath his boots. That's why those like us — the newly made nobility — need to stick together. Otherwise, he'd take my land and yours in the blink of an eye."