"Yes. You did the job." That bright, brittle smile never left Lucian's face, "And you left his courtyard in ruins and insulted him and his heir. And it seems you may have made a mention of his mother? I am a little unclear there as it degraded into some incoherent raging at that point. It may have been a comment on your mother."
There was a knock at the door then, but Lucian ignored it for the moment, still smiling at Crow, "On a completely unrelated and uninvolved subject, one of my friends has asked me for a favor. He has a young son, a swordmage, that has gotten a taste for adventure. Apparently he ran away from home recently in an attempt to find adventure."
He paused then, letting it sink in, letting Crow start to wonder what that had to do with him. "So he asked if I would be willing to have one of my knights take him with them, take care of the kid and show them what it's like to go out into the world."
He shifted, looking behind Crow and called out for the person who knocked to enter. In came a slender, teenage boy, though he was delicate looking enough that he could have easily passed for a girl. He had a huge, foppish hat on his head and a slender blade at his side.
"Sebastian, this is Sir Lian Keist, he'll be taking care of you. Crow, this is Sebastian Delacroix."
The boy beamed, moving forward to bow, "It is an honor to meet you sir! I have heard stories about what you have done!" He straightened, staring wide-eyed and impressed at the white haired man, "Have you really killed that many monsters?"