Durin had a good sleep.
The girls were fast asleep in bed, while Durin, dressed in a robe, sat in a big chair.
Xialu had already brought a large stack of newspapers on a small cart early on, it seems that His Majesty Hack from Kriegan also understood what was truly satisfying.
Xialu, now seasoned, had placed the Farol Revolution Pioneers Newspaper's front page headline on top, as per her old habit.
Durin opened it and saw – Mister Durin of the distinguished House of Corleon had won five major awards at last night's Paris Film Night and had personally lifted the golden horn.
The front-page headline featured only this piece of news, accompanied by a moment showing Durin holding and lifting the golden horn trophy.
I look too handsome in this shot.
Durin thought to himself as he reached out his hand.
Big Orange rolled on the table.
·I have had enough of you, put away your act! I don't like fuss!
Today I'll give you a hundred thousand experience as pocket money.
