Elizebeth picked roasted broccoli with his fork, "do tell me with your first issue. What happens to the king?"
Logan gulped down the soup. "The king had his first meeting with a north king a few days ago. The deal however wasn't actually… kind to say the least." He put down the empty bowl before refilling his empty plate with bread.
"North king?" Dante hung his mouth wide open. He thought Elizebeth told him that the north king was crooked.
"Yes, he is crooked," Elizebeth answered Dante's wordless question. "What did he ask for a deal?"
"Winter wheels and winter firearms." He shoved a spoonful of bread inside his mouth.
"And it comes with a bomb cyclone deal?" Elizebeth guessed blindly which hit the spot.
Logan nodded as he started chewing the mouthful.
"What's the king think of a bomb cyclone?" Dante raised another question.
"He bans it."
Elizebeth munched a piece of lambchop inside her mouth while thinking.