“That was very, very well put. I could try and explain myself, but I don’t want to ruin my future expedition with a red, freshly slapped face,” Malysseus said. “Tell you what. Let me put it to you in a language you can understand.”
The fury built on her face as he fished around in his coat pocket. He found a small scroll, which he pulled out and presented to the King’s Chief Advisor as he continued to smoke. Selira opened the small scroll, and the fury slowly melted from her face as she continued to read.
“This is marked with the King’s own seal,” she said.
“Uh-huh,” he said, prompting her to continue on.
“Twice,” she added.
