Chapter 49“Monsieur Bourdon? I apologize for interrupting your morning stroll, but I’d like to have a few words,” Khalid said to the fat man as he caught up to him in the garden.
“Yes, your Highness, by all means, we shall. Let’s go to the terrace and sit down. You see, my condition does not allow me to take but a short walk every day.” Bourdon was breathing with difficulty as he sat down in one of the couches, modestly furnishing the veranda.
Khalid took a seat in one of the chairs across from him. He seemed outwardly relaxed although he was incensed.
“Would you like some tea or some refreshments perhaps?” Monsieur Bourdon offered casually.
“Nothing for now, thank you,” Khalid said flatly. He could never partake of refreshments of any kind when in the presence of an enemy.
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