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The king was a balding, spindly, man who liked to play with a pen even when there was no paper around him. Or at least that was Hadrian's observation of the man.
"Ah, Edwin. Come in, my boy. I have a mission for you," said the king with something that was both warmth and not in his voice.
Hadrian thought that he was a little afraid of Edwin at a glance. His guards certainly stepped closer to his chair and gripped their swords as if they were reconsidering if they have asked for enough money for this job.
"Your Majesty," Edwin said after a bow. Hadrian mirrored him, and they were soon seated in front of the king.
"And who might that be?" Asked Valyr I, king of Duria and protector of the Durian people.