“So what was your plan—”

Before she can finish her question, however, the noblemen finally give up on each other, realising they've reached an impossible impasse, and turn to the two women.

“What do you think?” one of them demands of Teren. “The disrespect’s unthinkable. My great-grandfather's tableaux ought to be pride-of-place here. I’m related to the merchant-princes of Antiva and my family in Nevarra goes back generations, it’s like no one knows who they’re dealing with—”