playing house

Abasi

Grace is just weakness

"Oh - Thank you." He responded, a little unguarded. Abasi was not used to genuine compliments, and he wasn't sure he had ever received one on his story telling. "Is that not all people need to beginning plotting rebellion? Whenever a chink in the King's armour makes itself known, people begin to raise their swords." It was something he'd heard a sailor say, once.

Loren's offer to look now would get them out of the room and walking about, which Abasi welcomed; if he stayed too still in this place he quickly got a chill, and he missed the large spans of desert, often felt cooped up in the smaller rooms of even Loren's large home. "I'm sure you will find you look much better." He confidently asserted as he stood.

He followed Loren wherever he led them through the house. In his answer about who he followed, there was a conspicuous absence of the King he had mentioned before. Abasi, unused to disrespect of Royals from their own people, frowned and asked: "Why is the King not worthy of your following? Is he a poor ruler?"

Or so I've been told