Book 2: Chapter 12
“Her majesty didn’t come to the conference today.”
“I heard it had to do with his majesty’s return.”
“Yeah, the only thing or person in the entire empire who could stop her majesty from coming to a conference would be his majesty.”
The throne which her majesty always sat on in the conference chamber was empty today. The retainers below whispered amongst each other. Those who were ordered to “off themselves” last time now had swollen red faces. They sneaked glances at each other to see others have more swollen faces than themselves. The reason the relationship between the two factions have become more harmonious today is probably because the representatives of both factions this time are elders.
They respected each other and weren’t impulsive like the young n’s who were still wet behind their ears.
Castell walked up to the middle of the two rows of tables, clapped his hands and said with a smile: “Alright, everybody. Her majesty is not feeling well today, so you may all leave early today.”
“My, my, long no see, Castell.”
One of the old fat men from the formal clothing faction looked at Castell, pointed at him with his fingers which resembled lotus roots, laughed out loud and said: “You sneaky bastard, where’d you run off to? Did you go off to make some big bucks?”
Castell replied with a smile: “You sure know how to tell jokes. I only made a trip to the elf nation as an envoy.”