It had been a few days since that encounter, me and the King did not spend much time together. In fact, I had not seen him at all. These days were tense, and dull and there was no new information on the prophecy that we could find out. Until one fateful night.
It started off as normal of course, well, as normal as it could be. Valeria and Dixon were arguing over the most inconsequential things, this time it was about chocolate.
“You do not understand the delicacy of white chocolate!”
“I will have you know that I actually have tastebuds capable of making sound judgement, you spineless fool.”
Dixon slammed a fist down on the counter on which a small plate of cubed chocolates rested, there were an assortment of flavors and I gladly enjoyed them while listening to their argument. This s
