"... So you see, your majesty. I plead of your generous and kind soul to spare some help for me in dealing with those... Horrible... People..." the man's words trailed off when he laid his eyes on the other four who were near the throne, looking directly at him.
"Well, I shall consider your pleas in a moment. I'm sure you're in no hurry since you are safe in the water I rule here. Do you mind giving me a second? I have some guests over and it'd be really rude to just push them aside all of a sudden. Hello again, my guests. This is Sir Ben. He is here- What are you doing?"
King Storm stopped in his sentence when his eyes landed on something that displeased him. He almost brought out a harpoon and shot it at what had caused his sudden burst of anger. His highness saw that Snow had both of her arms wrapped tightly around a still chained up Jack. Jack looked back at his highness with so much fury it could have carved a hole on his face.
