Bab 134: The Report

The doors flung open, the three men adorned in varying armour entered. They were impressive and exuded a pressure that didn't exist in Serburgh.

They in unison knelt with one knee, their hand on the knee and bowed their heads, greeting their Kings.

"These lowly servants greet their Kings. We apologise for speaking in your presence, we are not worthy." They sung their praises.

Naga didn't seem to care still a little annoyed about the scuffle earlier. He was damning himself for getting so worked up over the people he considered as nothing but ants.

Lysthas had a coy smile. While Bavilthuir wore a serious expression. The three from Serburgh had fear, confusion and distaste. Ontop of that Henry was seething with anger, not at the person who disrespected him in his own house but the anger was directed at himself.