Nope

Tyreth thought for a moment and shrugged. The elf had pushed him back and made his stance perfectly clear and obviously the negotiations have broken down to a point of no return.

Randel is asking way too much from the knight and had disregarded what he thought was a fair offer in the beginning and pushed for extortionate levels, so Tyreth relaxed in the chair and smiled, "The notice is duly noted and congratulations, you have duly acquired the orchard and the slaves there on which these loans were secured upon."

This inheritance seemed to have been cursed anyway and those eyes which he is making at Cordelia and he hopes that the elf can make a better impression on her than he did. Tyreth drinks the glass of orange and considers his options, to go back to the throne, or ride as an adventurer for awhile...