King Reginald was holding his arms behind his back and pacing back and forth in his throne hall. Lord Horace was watching the young King getting all restless for the matter which was not even in his hand.
Horace tried to make the King sit down on his throne and focus on the most pressing everyday matters instead, "Your Majesty, it has just been a day since you sent the letter to Wyverndale. You should give them some time to think about the message that you sent."
"What is there to think?" Reginald abruptly stopped pacing and turned to face Lord Horace.
And he shouted in an agitated tone, "Wasn't the proposal that I sent a good deal? I mean… talking about peace and stuff sounds lucrative when the two Kingdoms have been in a cold war for decades!"
