[Since Sigmund doesn't seem terribly injured, but rather... actually, Edward's not sure how to describe it, but regardless, he just offers the cup out to Sigmund and moves to stand, ready to help his lord to his feet if such aid is necessary. He feels uncomfortably out of his league right now. Sigmund always knows how to order him. What in the world is expected of him now?]
My lord, Guy is right. Whatever is afflicting you is probably temporary, so you should rest more comfortably at home.
My lord, Guy is right. Whatever is afflicting you is probably temporary, so you should rest more comfortably at home.
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