Victor nodded and motioned to his men to take the assassin in hand from the King, whispering in a passing ear to see to the arm and then escort the man down into the area he and Julien had once made use of with Marcus. It was uniquely suited to the Kings needs, after all.

"My Lord, I cannot imagine anyone would disagree with your choices." He said blandly, tilting his head to the side. "My men will send for one of the medical staff." It wouldn't do for the King to fall sick due to injury.

"Do you know how he managed such an attack?" Cameras. The reason for Cameras was this right here.