"How are you able to control a griffin?", he asks, glaring at me.
"I don't.", I simply put it.
"Bull!", he screams.
"It's not, but whatever.", I say.
"Who in their right mind wouldn't want to control a griffin?", he says.
"Griffins are free, by controlling them, they're not.", I state.
"Don't be stupid, you control griffin. People worship and fear you.", he says with a smirk.
"You're stupider than you look.", I murmured out.
"What did you say! A king needs people to fear and worship them!", he snaps.
"That is not a true ruler!", I state.
"Oh, please, I'm bet-"
"No, it's not 'oh, please, I'm better than you', you don't seem to realize that having people fear you will lead your 'people' to go against you.", I say, interrupting him.
"How dare you interrupt me.", he growls out.
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