MY FATHER PUSHES the woman off him and stands up to welcome me with a pat on the shoulder.
"Hello Father", I greet with a low bow. "How do you do?".
"Well I'm great now that you are here". He smiles broadly and leads me to the table. "Have a sit son, it's not everyday I get to see you".
"You saw me a few days back", I say with an eye roll.
"That's different", he says dismissively. I nod at the lords and take a seat beside my father.
"Father, I need.....", I start but he interrupts me.
"Before we get down to the reason or reasons why you have come, let us make a toast to you and drink to our fill".
"Father, I don't have all day, it's urgent".
"Later!", He snaps at me and I scowl. He loves having his way and he's very stubborn, most times I don't mind but this isn't the time for
