ith your right hand sliding to your sword you prepare to draw it. Perhaps you can make a bargain before having to shed anyone's blood, but at this moment even your own death would not be your greatest concern.
"You can take the black horse as I now own one too many to handle.", you say. "If you then leave, I will not put up a fight as it would disturb the peace of my friend's soul. But if you only so much as go near the remains of my friend Renald and his earthly possessions you shall pay with your lives."