Loser

"My name is Sora." Sora bowed his head slightly and stepped backwards. He looked to Z and gestured for her to take her position again in front of him and although she noticed the awkward silence in the room, she didn't question it.

Dumbfounded, Hork looked to Z, "Tydinn sent you three?"

"I did say he sent the best. Do you have a problem with his choice, your royal grace?"

Hork's face remained expressionless as he gathered the papers on his table to the left side. "If Tydinn sent you then I'll have to see what you have to offer."

"Your confidence in us is heartwarming." Z replied, clapping her hands together with a grin on her face.

"I'm glad." Hork replied completely emotionless.

"So why did you ask us here, Gracious one?" Z gave another curtsy.

"Sit" Hork ordered

Z took the single chair opposite Hork

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