"I asked you a question councilman," king Elric had asked, "and I expect an answer."
The man was shaking in fear, he regretted ever speaking and wished he had just kept quiet and agreed to everything the king said, because being singled out like this felt like a death sentence. "I… your majesty I…"
"Use your tongue and produce words councilman," Elric demanded, "or do you no longer have need for it?"
Those words made the poor man choke up, before anyone knew what was going on.. the man fell of his chair and fainted.