The servants walked around with different trays in their hands, setting the table before Ragaleon and King Orain. They were seated in a chamber, lit up by the sunlight.
King Orain was a jolly man; he drank his wine and ate the pig meat in a gluttonous manner. He had a round potbelly, short dark hair, and fat fingers melanged with golden rings.
"Your presence at my castle today has caused a lot more fuss than expected, Ragaleon." Orain started off as he dropped a bone from the meat he had just devoured, then swiftly plucked a cup of wine from the table and brought it to his lips.
"You simply flatter me." Ragaleon said nonchalantly. He had arrived in Hamstung after days of an endless journey. He was not interested in dining with the fat, rich king; he was exhausted.
King Orain fixed his
