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I gave him some time to answer but when he did not, I carried on “If I share what I have with you, do you at least promise to not see me as a clown who just wants to waste your time?” King Xanthanius then leans on the table, his back to the outside door while his torso was turned in my direction “very well” I took a deep breath and released it before I spoke. “I think that sword belonged to your father. An information you might already know” “Yes. It was made on request for him” he replied. He was admitting. This could lead somewhere. “I knew this because of a dream” “A dream?” Now there’s the awkward stare. “Yes, a dream. Ever since the night the castle and I were attacked, I started having