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Two Lords, One Human
The King's rival insinuates a question. "What exactly is 'disappointment' to you? I do not believe you understand this word. You are a man who have succeeded behind belief in such a short span of time."
The King didn't know whether he would be flattered with his sarcastic compliment. "Disappointment. It's a simple term. If she bears dislike towards you, then I'd be disappointed."
"And then what?" Chaol demanded an answer. "If she dislikes me, what would you do?"
"Then you'll know." King Garland replied almost instantly. Confidence was evident in his firm words.
Chaol decided to retreat for bit. "I'll know what exactly?"
"You ask too many questions Count, as if you've never lived enough."
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