Baron Absalom after he heard a rumor of the king’s courtier wanting to delay announcing him as the new Baron of Wizithon, he was unpleased. He stormed into the courtier’s chamber. He slammed open the wooden door of the chamber enraged.
“What is this I hear?”
“And what have you heard?”
“It is unwise to answer me with a question.”
“And it’s unwise to enter my chamber unannounced!”
“You have to recant what you have said and proceed as planned.”
“I have to do the right thing. If Baron Willzo’s heir is alive, I need to delay the rites of declaring you the new Baron.”
“You have to do what we came here to do at once!”
“And if I refuse?”
Baron Absalom took a few steps towards the courtier. He gazed at him as one who wants to strangle him to death. “Remember I slew a thousand at the mouth
