"As you wish, Your Maj-...Sir. Evandau." He gets there eventually, though the unease of first name basis right out the gate is clear on his face. It feels odd on the tongue. Such familiarity doesn't suit a king, soldier-bred or not! He's gonna slip up on this in the future.

"If there is no immediate request of me, Your Mmmrrgh-...Evandau, I ask to take my leave."