Chapter 191

• “My king, the imperial chief minister, seeks a discussion with you.” Ronan, with his head lowered, announced to the king who was brewing himself tea. “He is in the imperial court hall right now.”
• King Godric snorted. The sun had set. What could the minister want them to talk about when he was supposed to be heading home to take a rest from the day's activities?
• “Looks like those old geezers have not much work to do these days. Otherwise, they won't keep disturbing me.” he hissed and glanced at the kettle. “I'll be there soon.”