Constans stared at Ordhan while the knight briefly commented upon his own health, noting that the other man did not specify whether he wished to cease sparring for the morning. He continued to hold his sword unsheathed, contemplating his companion with the distant, unfocused expression so typical of him.
To the second topic the Tranquil replied, "I am to accompany the party dispatched to Ostagar."
A pause, and a flicker of thought in Constans' vacant eyes.
"You will be with the Wardens traveling south, into the Brecilian, I believe. Have I heard correctly, Ser?"