"You're really going to trust someone who hasn't been here for at least half a year, Sire?"
Hannibal averted his eyes from the lake he's probably been staring at for the past hour to his Beta. Arikos has an uncertain look on his face. From his friend, his electric blue eyes slid to the Elf he's pertaining to. Aiken is standing behind his most trusted knights. He is a lot smaller and thinner in comparison. He could barely see him anymore because he was blocked by the one in front of him which was bigger. Hannibal set his chin on top of his palm that's propped up on the table.
"You've seen him, Arikos. You've witnessed what he's capable of."
"Yes, but that doesn't mean I trust him enough to protect you." Arikos reasoned out with a grim look in his face.
Hannibal pursed his lips
