When he heard Horatio call him 'Sir', Gewen wanted to tell Horatio that he was actually a 'Lord' but eventually decided to hold back.
He realized this was not a place to flaunt his title and bloodline. Gewen had to keep telling himself that he was in the enemy's place. His name, his title, and his wealth didn't matter.
It was a bit hard to feel that he was in a dangerous place, like in the enemy's nest, when he was facing a warm meal on the table inside this luxurious room, accompanied by a beautiful sweet woman, and being served by the royal servants.
He almost felt like he was back in the Strongmoor's royal palace. So, for a moment, he almost slipped and revealed his identity.
Gewen cleared his throat and gave Horatio his sweetest smile. "Thank you, Horatio."
For a moment, the butler was dazed. This man before him was really beautiful, he thought.
