Dead? Fenris and Kanaru exchanged glances after hearing the claim. Then again, based on what happened at the gates earlier, that claim didn't seem too farfetched. Fenris could now understand why the guards acted the way they did. The protocol against impostors was in effect, and Fenris knew that the only person who could give out this order was Rodnir.
Something else must have happened before they came. That cruise ship docking at the nearest harbor country to Middlemist should have been a clue they failed to acknowledge.
With that, Fenris only smiled and tilted his head a bit. Despite the obvious lack of proper clothes, the king still walked towards them with grace and superior air befitting his name.
"Is that what they had been saying?" Fenris laughed, only for his brows to furrow after. "Will you talk more after I make you stay forcibly, or will you talk without me demonstrating my abilities to you?"
