Igmađ;
"It's a very foolish way to fail, don't you think?" He then questions me, and logic abandons my mind.Â
He knows!?
For how long has he⊠And he did nothing about it!??
"K-king Wilhelm⊠you know?" I can't help the question, and then he takes a deep breath before standing up.
"That my second son is being manipulated by a little con artist who has an impressive mastery of psychology? Of course I do." He replies as he walks behind his throne and stares at the flags gently swaying.
My jaw drops as I stare at the man.
He gently holds the hem of one of the flags, and he raises a brow. Then he turns to me while holding up the fabric of one of the flags.
"Silk! A very expensive choice for an indoor flag, don't you think?" He says, like he's impressed but also curious.
"Liandria has always had a taste for the finer things of life." He adds as he lets the flag go and starts trailing his fingers along the top of the throne as he walks.
