Chapter 18

Rex and his company at the table ate in silence, the occasional request coming through their bond for condiments such as salt, pepper, or Marcia’s constant requests for a purple spice that he didn’t know except it burnt his mouth and throat every time he tried it.

“My lord, I am sorry to intervene, but the lords have reconvened in the war room for the finalisation of the after-battle reports and paperwork,” a short thin man in a full white robe and a gold chain around his neck said, leaning in close to Rex with a bow and speaking quietly into his ear.

“Tell them I will be along shortly,” Rex replied, with a friendly half smile and a nod, gesturing to the remainder of his food still left to go.

“Of course my lord, I will pass the message along,” the man said, bowing his head once more, apologising for interrupting his breakfast again before leaving.

“The vipers are already waiting to hear you split up their shares, I always felt bad for the emperor when this had to be done, the nobl