We can’t know for certain if this horseman is from Monjoor. He isn’t flying the Monjoor sigil and he’s not wearing the Monjoorian colors. But he may be a spy. If I may be so bold, your highness. I don’t think we should take any chances. But the archers won’t engage unless you make the call.

There is no time to seek advice from the Counsel of Elders, my liege. The horseman will be at the gates in a matter of minutes. Sending troops out to engage with him would mean putting our soldiers in danger. The archers are the safest way of stopping this possible threat.

A dozen archers stand on the Northern Wall with bows strung and arrows drawn, waiting for your cue. They could take down the horseman in a second. I know you want to weigh your options, my liege, but there just isn’t time. A decision must be made immediately.

Okay. Good choice, Lord Swanth. I’ll let them know right away.