"Tell me Duke Grosskon. What do you make of my dream".
It was difficult to tell the thoughts of the Duke. His heartbeat is steady, too steady that it proved impossible to read. Mikeal just stopped trying to.
"I find your Highness's dream appalling".
"!!?".
"Don't get me wrong your Highness, I do not say this in a bad way. Everyone is entitled to their dreams and aspirations. That is the natural way of life and no one has the right to criticize the other about the sort of dream they have".
"Go on".
It felt like Mikeal needed to give him the go-ahead before the Duke could continue.
"If you will permit, I will".
Duke Grosskon breathed out. He exhaled quite loudly and lengthy.
"Like you said, we all come to this world on borrowed time. Our moment is but fleeting as it will eventually pass when the moment calls for it.
