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[bringmethatnpc]

There are two things to be said for the military: their propensity to do as ordered, and their very fine pointy objects.

Cutler Beckett, in his office -- his study, he likes to think of it -- admires a very well-crafted sword, since parted from its owner.

Shame.

Examining its length, he says, casually, "There’s something to knowing the exact shape of the world and one’s place in it, don’t you agree?"

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[governor-swann.livejournal.com]

So that's how it's to be.

"To you, you mean."

[bringmethatnpc]

Swann really has no sense of subtlety, does he.

It must be a family trait.

Beckett faces him. "Shall I remove these shackles?"

[governor-swann.livejournal.com]

He's ever been loyal to King and country. He comes from a long line of loylists, and no upstart like Lord Beckett can change that.

His daughter is in danger, and he has little choice here. If he complies, he can not only help her, but he can also make things easier for himself.

The King will know of this, but that won't be for quite some time.

"Do what you can for my daughter."

That's all the vow Beckett is going to get.

[mr-mercer.livejournal.com]

Mercer approaches, pulling the keys from a pocket. He doesn't really bother to be gentle while he unlocks and removes the shackles from around Swann's wrists.

[bringmethatnpc]

This is an opportunity for instruction.

"So you see, Mercer, every man has a price he will willingly accept. Even for what he hopes never to sell."

Cutler Beckett is not instructing Mercer.