Wealene's Game

Same.

~Kie and Wealene~

"Who, by the gods does this retard think he is to intrude whenever he wants."

King Wealene mumbled under his breath as Kie walked to where he was. Kie miraculously went on his knees and bowed with his forehead brushing the floor before Wealene. Twas pretty much hard to tell what that was for. Respect or -- whatever.

"What is this?"

Wealene queried as Kie stood up tall before him.

"Didn't you say she's not worth your while? That you'd rather get married to a -- Jaith what did the lad say the previous day?"

Jaith, who had hurried there, standing behind Kie for any quick ambush if necessary, mumbled incoherently. King Wealene dismissed his poor memory as Kie came on,

"I guess I was wrong about her and spoke out of rage. The rage of the clashes we've had before now."

Wealene chuckled softly, taking few steps closer to him as the rest of the royalties watched in surprise.

"Pardon my interruption

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