This time Gordon bowed his head all the way to the table and kept it there. Resisting the urge to kneel down on the ground Gordon obsequiously spoke.
"Oh, grand Clan Leader! I am nothing before you."
It was hard to take the Pits out of Gordon. Even though he had become much more than he had ever dreamed possible respect for his elders and especially the nobles had been ingrained through many years of corporal punishment.
When Gordon continued to keep his head low, Shibboleth sighed and Pharos dropped his fork. It made a tinkling sound a it bounced of little tea saucer and skipped over to near Gordon. With the sigh and the exaggerated mistake from Pharus Gordon finally realized that he was doing something wrong and raised his head.
