Cassimir turned to her guard. She was somewhat striking. Red hair, matching eyes, it was something new to him. He had seen what people called 'red' hair, but this was a clearer red. He reminded himself to answer.

"It is quite all right. I assure you I have no interest in cunning or chicanerie tonight. I am simply here for a tournament and such things that it brings."

Honesty was rarely beneficial to Cassimir, but it seemed that this was technically so as tournaments held many things and he did plan on entering and engaging in the tournament legitimately. Such might just change afterwards however. He could hope to at least survive through a single meal without an skulduggery. He turned back to Yazelina and smiled, albeit he was sure it appeared strained to the bodyguard.

"I would be more than happy to accompany you and your guard to the banquet. It, would be an honor."