The presentations were about to begin.
With a nod from him, the stage came alive. Acrobats with several tricks up their sleeves mesmerized the crowd with their skills.
The people on his table always had something to say about each of the presentations. And it was never anything good.
"Why don't you entertain us, Redmare and Rodick?" He cut through their criticism to say.
Both of them froze.
"Entertain? I beg your pardon, Your Grace."
"After them, you'll go out and entertain everyone." His voice was firm.
Rodick tried to plead, while Redmare's eyes hardened.
"Very well,Your Grace."
He needed a goblet of wine to fully enjoy the show.
And where was his damn Cupbearer?
Sighing, he glanced around.
She wasn't supposed to go far.
Then, he spotted her. He had to shield his eyes to see her properly.
She was blushing desperately with a man, holding a cup to her lips.
Oh?
Then, the man she was with turned slightly.
Andon?
What in heaven were they talking about?
