Chapter 440 - 433. A Palace Hospitality
The murmurs, which had once quieted down, started again. They were all coming from flabbergasted faces, including the government official.
Strangely enough, Zein saw two faces that made no shift in their faces; that of the Queen, and a young woman standing by the side. From her clothes, Zein presumed she was one of the princesses.
"Quite rude, aren’t you?" the King said in a mix of annoyance and amusement, like someone talking to a naughty kid.
Bassena replied dryly. "It’s rude to force someone on their vacation to come somewhere."
An even louder murmur, perhaps because they weren’t used to the King being talked back. Zein had no idea what the custom in this kingdom was, but he knew enough that people who held absolute authority always wanted others to give them the utmost respect. As the leader of the nation, as well as the head of the only Old House in the country, the King must never receive any opposition.
But the King wasn’t Bassena’s King.
"Hey, look here," the esper let out an annoyed sigh. "I’m not here on a diplomatic mission or whatever, so if you want me to lick your feet like a politician, just forget it."
A collective gasp could be heard, as well as the offended expression on both the King’s and the government official’s faces.
"Just spit out what you want and be done with it; I have a reservation to attend."
The King, whose vein had started to bulge, asked disdainfully. "With whom?"
"With my dinner," Bassena replied nonchalantly.