"Ya said ya will teach this 'magic' ta all?"
I sneer while blowing out a cloud of smoke, the hasha leaves miss the kick of the shire.
"I said all citizens of the Roman Empire, would you like to become a citizen?"
"Eh?"
He scrunches up his face in confusion and wipes at the air, getting the smoke out of his face.
"I am of House Durin."
He shakes his head, his dark hair swaying as he closes his eyes and nods, it looks like he is reaffirming his allegiance.
"What's the problem with that? I don't mind you having dual citizenship."
"What-a does-a tha mean?"
"Having dual citizenship, also known as dual nationality, means being a citizen of The Roman Empire and another country at the same time."
"That's-a silly, what if this 'Rome' goes ta war with-a house Durin?"
I shrug, not really giving a thought to it.
"Then you pick a side, and we shed blood."
Durin-son scratches his chin, pondering deeply.
