Fragrant food smelled from the tent where the majesties were dining. Even the guards stationed to regulate the guests couldn't help but fight through the torment with their minds. At this point, the battlefield was all cleaned up, and most soldiers had been sent back home.
Even if Darius hated cooking for others on demand, he couldn't help but treat it as his payment for all that happened on that battlefield. Though feeding the Kings wouldn't do anything for the masses they ruled, he figured keeping these Kings happy wouldn't drive them to siege any portion of any territory any time soon. If outsiders sieged Canini Shore, however, Darius wouldn't think twice about fighting back.
