Sinaht had already begun to take this boy seriously. He was barely a fraction of his age… and yet he had made but a single move to make not only two grand elders yield… but also 14 sub-families.
And yet, was it really that simple? Even if it was just a single move, how many could succeed in pulling it off? What level of genius did you have to be in order succeed in such a way? Even the head of the Norville major family and his wife looked up from fooling with each other to witness this… what was about to happen?
Despite his surprise, Sinaht quickly composed himself, "I guess it was us who judged you rashly. Having such a talent be a part of the Elvin Kingdom is something I would of course wish for. But, if you were planning on comparing your talent to my son, even should you win, I hope you understand why it is that not many would accept you as our monarch.