"Your Majesty, thank you for gracing us with your time."
The speaker of the group stepped forward. "My companions and I have traveled far, having heard of your kingdom's struggles. We were unsure at the time if our help would be needed, but upon adventuring through your land, it was clear we may hold the key to your desires." The speech was met with disdainful eyes.
"Awfully pompous of you to assume that," Hershey snarled. "What makes you so grand as to think you could just sweep in here and spout that rubbish?"
"Forgive him, Your Majesty!" another said, scuttling forward quickly. "His ego runs his mouth, and he's taking lessons in how to control it."
"Hey, Irvin! That's not true!"
"Sorry, man, it's the truth."
"Yeah. I'm on Jamir's side."
Hershey waved them off dismissively. "A man's ego is a fragile thing. I will allow this one instance to slip by. But I'm curious about the key you speak of."
