When I was brought before the King, I was still wearing the magical collar around my neck and the mask-like protection over my mouth. Apparently, I had no chance to talk to the other side; I had to just listen and go wherever I was taken.
I didn't like it. It didn't make sense for him to go to so much trouble for me. I must have done something else to anger the Orc King, but with so many events in such a short time, it was hard to remember and predict.
For the time being, I decided to stay calm and listen to the king until I could think of an escape plan. When the king came to the area we were in and stood in front of me, the Orcs around stood up and greeted their king with a kind of salute.
The king, as I expected, was older than the other Orcs. The orc who came into the room with him was middle-aged and aggressive-looking. When he saw me, his gaze became angrier and the situation worsened.
