"Father, what happened there? Have you met Sargon?"
"Yes, I met him,"
"What did he say?"
"Should I answer you while standing here?" Oliver grimaced as he walked, pushing him aside. Killian bowed before the King and showed his respects.
"How are you, Killian. You look much better," the king inquired.
"Yes, your majesty," he answered. All their eyes were at the king, wanting to know what happened there.
"He said, he wants to halt this war,"
"What?" they all said in unison.
"Yes," Oliver's face plastered in a smile.
"How did you manage to do that?" Maximus asks.
"I talked. I told him how much it would benefit him if we stop this war and he kind of agreed,"
"Are you poking fun at us, Father?" Maximus asks.
"No, why should I do that?"
"There's no way Sargon would have agreed to that,"
"I know, but the situation has pushed him to take that decision," the king's answer isn't convincing.
