Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ebigbattle.Letmedothehonorsasyourhostandgivethematreat.”

    “Thankyou,yourmajesty”repliedAts.KingDimitristoppedforamomentandtinued,

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    “Nowthatuteverythingiandhaveputourselvesonanewfootiusjusttalkaboutthepastonemoretime.Yourndsmayhemostfertile,buttheyarenotreallysoaridthatfood,sheepandcowsareinshortsupply,whythendidyoureallystartthisbattlewithus?”Onhearingthis,Atsagaiohiskneesandreplied,

    “Itisallmyfault…Iamguilty…Idon’tdaretotalkaboutit…”whilehegealthilytowardstheleftwiththeerofhiseyestowhereWhiteFairy,ClementineandCharmainewerewhisperingtogether,ahreepairsofeyessntedeverynowaowardsKingDimitriandAts.KingDimitribeingthecleveranddisingmonarchhewas,hadalreadysurmisedwhatitwasal