 WE HOPE THAT YOU CHOKE
THAT YOU CHOKE
Maxence would wait.
Wait until the bitch had stopped barking or at least started to bite. Standing unwavered by the hisses and spits, Maxence could only sigh and shake his lofty mane as the grey of equal height continued to grumble, his tirade continuing around the courtyard until Maxence was certain every Solterran inhabiting the walls would hear it sooner or later. The fairer gentleman who was just that, a gentleman, still stood quiet and confused until he offered a shy jumble of words in what seemed like an attempt to diffuse the situation.
Just like Velorca Maxence would have to disagree, though he still nodded Eik's way in acknowledgement. Poor sod, perhaps Avdotya ought to take him to find some real company.
It was Lorca's next words that brought Maxence's attention to the barking stag once again, his eyebrows raising in amuesement when he was told that foreign kings never last. A smirk fell easily upon his scowling face, one that glanced from Avdotya, then to Eik, then to the subject of his ammusement.
"Then why are you shitting boulders?" Maxence spoke "If what you say is true you will have nothing to worry about."
And with that the king was off. He had grown more than tired of this conversation and exhausted with the vile company it held. Perhaps Eik would care to follow and they could have a proper conversation, though truth be told Maxence had had enough conversation for one day.
AND YOU CAN LAUGH
A SPINELESS LAUGH
WE HOPE THAT YOU CHOKE
THAT YOU CHOKE
✝
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@Avdotya Maxie poo is goneeee
