Maegar turns to you, at attention. "Your Grace... by the debt of blood, Varnhold and I now serve you. The cowa

Maegar turns to you, at attention. "Your Grace... by the debt of blood, Varnhold and I now serve you. The cowards from the North didn't lift a finger to help me when I was in need — so I offer my sword to the one who will." He bows his head. "I'll head to your castle and wait for you there. A deputy will rule in Varnhold, I'll appoint someone trustworthy, don't worry about that."