"What's wrong? Don't look at the food for too long, or it might blush," said Lyon with a smirk.
The king looked at the plate before looking straight at him with a scowl. "You expect me to eat your leftover? Me, a king?"
"This is pure disrespect to my king!" Ifiz shouted as he called out his sword, however before he could swing it further, another blade was already touching his chin. His pupils shrunk as he saw the fair lady already anticipated his move.
"Well, are you going to eat it or not?" asked Lyon as he pushed the plate further.
The king looked at his greatest soldier was at the mercy of a single draw of the blade.
"Are you, or are you not?" asked Lyon once more with a deeper tone this time.
King Cae took a deep breath, "This is an insult to me, and my kingdom, I invite you as a guest yet you treat me this way."
