"You've been extremely busy since we last met, haven't you, King Atticus?" King Calarian asked knowingly, pouring himself a nice glass of whiskey. "I've been hearing all sorts of wild tales about your exploits."
That was a severe understatement. Atticus certainly felt as though he had been running through an endless list of tasks ever since he had last seen King Calarian in Raxuvia. No doubt tales of the ongoing world events had already spread, and with King Calarian's efficient news network, Atticus wasn't at the least bit surprised that the former would have heard of it all.
Of course, Atticus had also made sure that some of the stories King Calarian had heard were exaggerated― just a tad bit. He would need it to be if he was going to convince the older and wizened king of Xahan to lend him a helping hand.
