Darian maintained his serious demeanor, his eyes locked with Lyan's. "Yes, we are the Duke's Men," he confirmed. "But it seems you've grasped more than just that." His gaze flickered to the ring adorning his hand, a silent acknowledgment of Lyan's astute observation.
Lyan's mind raced as his eyes narrowed, analyzing the implications of this encounter. The Duke's Men were known to be a formidable force, loyal to the powerful Duke Ravindor. Their involvement meant that their actions were likely part of a larger scheme, one that could have far-reaching consequences. Lyan couldn't help but feel a sense of unease and irritation at the thought of being entangled in such a web of intrigue.
"Well, it seems you have no intentions of concealing your affiliation," Lyan remarked, his voice measured as he studied Darian's reaction.
Darian's lips curled into a wry smile. "Indeed, we've chosen to reveal ourselves to you intentionally. You possess a perceptive eye, my friend."
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