"I've no appetite for food at this moment. I'd much rather savor the spectacle of this tournament. Please, do not interrupt my viewing pleasure," Duke Avaron said, waving his hand dismissively at his diligent butler. His tone was brusque, reflecting his annoyance at being disturbed from his engrossment in the unfolding events of the tournament.
"My sincerest apologies, Your Grace," the butler replied, bowing his head in deference. "I meant no disrespect. If there's nothing further you require at present, I shall excuse myself. Do not hesitate to summon me should you need anything else." He retreated from the room, leaving the duke to his solitude.
