Bab 83: Assassin or Ambassador

The stars in the sky of Emir were nonexistent, as between us arose puffs of gray clouds. Those balls of cotton like clouds seen during sunny days changed into streams of gray the color of ash and soot. They concealed the sky, hiding the full moon in its full glory behind them. The moon tried to shine its light on the kingdom but the clouds stretched over the sky, giving it a smoky ominous feel. The breeze was cooler and fresher which had the wetness of the afternoon rain.

Meanwhile, in a mansion situated in the district where most of the nobles live, a fat man sitting before the dining table contained various colors of food and delicacies. At the far end of the table another man sipping wine and looking at the fat man who munching on the food.

"Brother Sander you can eat slowly you know. Nobody's gonna take your food away"

The fat man, Sander momentarily stopped eating and gulped the wine in one go