"What is your tidings—The king comes here to-night," Miles recites in a venomous snarl. "Thou'rt mad to say it - is not thy master with him who, were't so, would have inform'd him for preparation!"
"This is ridiculous," mutters Galen.
"So please you, it is true: Our thane is coming," hisses Miles.
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Date: 2014-09-05 09:20 pm (UTC)"This is ridiculous," mutters Galen.
"So please you, it is true: Our thane is coming," hisses Miles.