King Kessel was silent for a second before chuckling softly.
"Me?"
The king set down his knife, seemingly interested but his words were chilling:
"Let me guess, Falkenhauz thinks the same, doesn't he?"
Thales shook his head.
"When branches rot and leaves decay, the root is what you must question."
"If there is a problem with your rule, Your Majesty, the first to pay the price, and the very first who should reflect and be held accountable, can only and must only be you."
Disdainful laughter from the king echoed through the room as he lowered his head and continued his meal.
Thales also smiled, undisturbed:
