"... I'm not sure, to be honest," Rykard laughed softly. "How big are your balls, questioning a king like this while only an elder?"
"That's how my whole family is, so you'll have to forgive me if I offended you," Replied Oli, nodding and chuckling instead of bowing.
Rykard eyed the youth and started laughing harder, "... Nah. It's a fair question since you might be a client."
"In that case, can't I just make the request interesting?" Oli asked again. "If you were given free rein, how would you make a long-pole axe interesting, so long as it's ice-based and peak-perennial grade? And budget isn't an issue."
Finally, Rykard's shell of boredom cracked apart and crumbled away. "... Budget's not an issue? Do you realize what it is you're saying right now?"
