"It isn't what it looks like, sir!"
Leif was the first to cry out and plead his case. He was the most likely not to want to disappoint the knights. He knew he would certainly do that if he was found breaking the rules.
"Then what the hell is it supposed to look like?" Sir Gunnar snapped, his arms crossed over his chest and a furious expression on his face.
The shadows cast over him made him look far more severe and the apprentices looked on in fear knowing they had messed up a lot.
"It's all my fault," Irene pleaded, deciding a more honest approach would be better. "I forced these two to come with me. I was simply too curious, is all. They both tried to stop me but when I wouldn't listen they decided to go with me so I wouldn't get stabbed again."
It was a bit cruel to use her prior injury as leverage knowing Sir Gunnar had a particular weakness seeing the apprentices he looked after hurt. The knight grimaced at that but it didn't take away his overall perturbed expression.
