You would assume so. But many nobles are so focused on their power games that they forget their factions won't matter if the kingdom falls in war.

[ Cale eventually clues in and — wanting some anyway — deftly fills a piece of lettuce with the grilled, marinated pork belly, julienned carrot, some rice, and red chili paste. He rolls it up and eats it like one would a soft-shelled taco. ]

Hm. You've been here longer than me, Lex.

What do you know about Familiar bonds?