"Eae? How many centuries has it been?"
The Paladin King tilted his head towards the right as he saw Amelia.
He didn't seem to be surprised about her presence and the vibe between the two felt like they went way back.
"I am not happy to see you here."
He insisted, giving her an intensely empty and unwelcoming stare.
"I don't want to have anything to do with a black goat. All I have come to do here is get my companion who is in your hands."
The Paladin King looked towards Moysant who still found no liberty within her limbs. He looked back at Amelia and a corner of his lips curved upwards.
"So you have been busy too haven't you?"
He grinned widely as he questioned Amelia.
She replied to him with a disgusted stare before speaking.
"Don't take me for the likes of goats. We are not the same..."
"You act high and mighty, yet you got banished... just like us."
He raised his gaze, looking down at her.
