They were gone for nearly an hour when a guard called through the door. “Denogg, why are these servants guarding the door?”
Denogg said warmly, “Greetings Lantovas. They are not guards. They are waiting to carry the wine for tonight"s meal. Let him through, please.”
Lantovas, The firstman of the thurian guards, walked past the servants. Before he could ask another question, Denogg said, “Lantovas, being in charge of the king"s guard, you must"ve gone to a great many events. Can you help me pick out a bottle of wine for tonight"s meal?” Denogg picked up a bottle casually and said, “How about this rare Amontillado? It"s about time to drink it. It"s nearly twenty years old. What do you think?”
The head of the guards looked around, then back to Denogg. He went to the nearest shelf, then cas
