Raphael
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After Thea left my room, I urgently called a Council. And it seemed like I should have said something, but it turned out differently. Dexter was the talker today and he was very eloquent and dissatisfied. The moments when he chastises me are quite rare, but today was just such a day. Dexter's happy day. The grin did not leave his face when he pressed on critical points, forcing me not to enter into another useless argument with him.
- What was all this about, Your Majesty? – he pressed me with his frown. – This only led to an intensification of the conflict, and we agreed on a completely different outcome. You promised me, Your Majesty!
- I made a promise and took it away, big deal. - I shrugged innocently, as if it was a completely trivial matter.
- And now how to clean up all this shit? And most importantly, to whom? – my faithful friend persisted.
- Why are you bombarding my head with rhetorical questions? - I rubbed my temples, closing my eyes.
