Gripping his goblet tightly, Riftan studied Sejuleu Aren's green eyes. "Why are you telling me this?"
Sejuleu furrowed his brow, seemingly choosing his words carefully.
Leaning back, Riftan asked in a low voice, "Is it war you want, Aren?"
"I am a knight," Sejuleu replied with a hearty laugh. "I have lived and breathed battle from the day I was knighted. But I am also an optimist. Though I'm more than happy to punish rebels or drive out invaders, I have no fondness for invading other people's lands."
He grinned as if making a light jest. To anyone watching, their conversation would appear inconsequential.
Raising a goblet to his lips, Sejuleu continued, "I don't plan to join the opposition just to provoke war. You can be at ease about that."
"Then why mention such nonsense?"