I sit next to the king my head high trying to hide my discomfort about the forcing people to fight thing King Regan: you want some wine? he asks his mouth full with grapes Gladly your Highness.... I force the words out with a smile I am far from feeling and I know doesn't reach my eyes. next to me a servant I know of the name of Jaddan surves me a glass and I thank him as the arena explodes with apluse at the King's demand for the beginning of the fights
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