Sylvester drank with the King two more glasses of the exclusive drink. By the end, the King got visibly drunk and started to doze off every ten seconds. It was clear that the meeting had ended.
Then, with Grand Wizard Atlas' help, the King stood up. "Son, take the letter of armistice from the castle while on the way out… and stop the people from rioting. Tell them… the King has announced a week of celebration in the name of the Lord's Bard. All food and drinks in taverns shall be half the price from evening till midnight for seven days."
Sylvester was shocked that everything had gone so smoothly that now the King had basically announced celebrations for his own upcoming seven days of slow death without even knowing. It was depressing, but Sylvester accepted.
"Understood, your majesty." He bowed his head.
King Riveria started walking away. "Ah… I should retire to my chambers now. Take care, son. I shall call for you soon with a detailed plan."
