Information travelled very fast in the Wutherhorn kingdom, Jacob knew already that the news of his departure would have reached the ears of a lot of people.
He wasn't bothered very much because he had made up his mind. He wasn't surprised when the Primarch asked him this question.
"Yes Primarch, I have decided to leave, and no—I am not uncomfortable here, I feel very welcome." Jacob responded to his question, his gaze never leaving the man's.
The Primarch remained silent, he stared at Jacob for a moment and and then stroked his chin. He inched closer and spoke. "Tell me Jacob, are you running from something, perchance… we have a very fine army—"
"I assure you Primarch, I am perfectly capable of dealing with whatever decides to come after me, as you have seen yourself. I was taught to never run from challenges, or opponents." Jacob interrupted, but the Primarch took no offense.
