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Chapter 12

Brontas pulled Aslo to the side as he stopped before the open portal to the Great Hall where the feast was to be served.

The two royal guards stationed there did not acknowledge either of them, but Aslo felt their gazes when he wasn't looking.

Sir Forrester, please listen to me, Brantus said with a hint of concern.

I will be serving you during the meal. If anyone else tries to offer your food or drink,

you should politely decline. It is not customary and should be considered suspect.

Does that happen often? said Aslo. No, but it only takes one poison to kill you.

You should listen to him. At least if you die from poisoning, they'll know who to blame.

Right, said Aslo, glancing into the brightly lit room full of colorful characters. Also, do not

address the royal family unless you are invited to the discussion.

That should be no problem, replied Aslo. I have no desire to speak with anyone, much less them.

He glanced into the room again. A dozen tables were already stacked with linens, glimmering place

settings, and an array of trays, bowls, pitchers, and platters,

nearly overflowing with food and drink.

No one was sitting at the tables, though.

Everyone stood in migratory clumps, most brimming with chatter and laughter.

One heated group, however, looked as if they were ready to discard their finery for a sparring

match in the yard.

"'That is Wizard Everley,' Brontas said, following Aslo's gaze.

He has an opinion about everything and thinks it's his solemn duty to put anyone who disagrees

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