The Shrewd King
“You don’t have to be so guarded with me. Whatever Klevon had said, it’s certainly the opposite.”
I examine him. Shoulder-length, blonde hair, boyish face, thin facial hair, and a set of clean clothes. He looks like a decent noble.
“I am Brandon Stine,” he says. “I may share the same Stine name, but I am a distant cousin.”
“You are a Knight,” I say, remembering that Stine is the name of another human Kingdom.
“Nice. Harbin is doing a great job then.”
We stare at each other for a while. Then he breaks the silence with, “About what Klevon had said about me, I would like to clear it out.”
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