They stayed there, ,looking at that magnificent door for a while. Faolán ghad the feeling that the king was doing that on purpose. He was a bit arrogant and liked to make others see how great he was. Faolán didn't like the guy one bit.
"Is it going to tak too long? I have to feed the baby." Alanna asked and informed Osiris, who had his back to her. He didn't answer her. She looked at Faolán and rolled her eyes. "Mr. Osiris?"
He, then, turned his head to her.
"Oh, are you talking to me?" He asked in an annoying tone, as if she was a nuisance. Alanna couldn't stand the guy!!
"Yes, I am. Is there another 'Osiris' in this room right now, who has presented himself to us and brought us here without us wanting for that and that, top of it, is an arrogant son of a bitch?"
Osiris's jaw dropped. Nobody, anyone, had ever talked to him like that. He turned around to look at her.
"How dare you…?"
