The Irngrad's Secret

"The real Eisen is honestly just as rude as you, so I must admit that you've done your research at the very least," the King of the Giants said with a grunt in his voice and his lips bent into a smirk. And immediately, Eisen just let out a deep, loud sigh on instinct. 

"Not this again..." the old man muttered slightly. From how things had been going since he entered the city, he expected that the King knew that Eisen really was who he claimed to be, but apparently he was vastly mistaken in that assumption. That's why he couldn't really help himself but react like that even though this had happened many times with the different clan chieftains. 

"What was that?" the Giant King asked, his smirk quickly turning into an annoyed frown. But Eisen simply hid his own displeasure and smiled back at him, "Nothing, nothing at all. But I just need to take this opportunity to make it clear to you, that I am indeed the 'real' Eisen."