"His Majesty of Hearts, I've heard that the Gazebo of Dreams is a memento to your success in the Card Trials—I'm quite interested in hearing of your victory once more." A young Lady gave a smile at the King of Hearts.
Alexander Hartsmichdt could only hold back a cough and instead shook his head, "It's nothing too special. Thank you for your kind words, Lady B—Eris?" He wasn't supposed to use first names. It denoted too much, but there was already a shine in the woman's eyes.
"But it is true, I've watched it myself—His Majesty has done a splendid job in outmaneuvering all of your opponents, it's frightening." the Lady from Lorie House agreed with a nod. Other murmurs of agreement came from the Lords, if not surprisingly less enthusiastic than those of the women.
"I've only done what I must," he said. All he could to survive.
