Feast at Giask - Part II
“And you, Sir Benedict.â€Nicholas clasped Benedict’s hand, shaking it firmly. At the very least, he did not give a weak handshake. With his smile yet in place, he inclined his head courteously in recognition of his fellow aristocrat. As he moved to respond, the voice of another cut through to claim his attention.
As William introduced himself to the two of them, Nicholas turned to regard the man he had shared correspondance with. He raised his glass in recognition, taking a second mouthful of the crimson wine he had selected, before reaching forward to shake his hand.
“Ah- Sir William. I was wondering whether I would find you here. It is good, indeed, to make your personal acquaintance--â€With the booming voice of Sir Donald, echoing throughout the hall, Nicholas fell into another silence. The name did, however, ring a bell. The knight took a few moments to place it, before it came to him.
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So that would be the man, Sir Donald, who claimed to the Emperor himself to be the most handsome knight in Luria,†he thought.
Nicholas resolved to watch and wait, to see what the loudmouth would do next. At the very least, it might provide a good show.
