"Such horrible manners, and in the presence of his greatness" I heard someone say.
I was mad between being captures, threatened, drugged and manhandled I had about enough. "I don’t give a fuck that I am in the presence of his greatness these guards are brutes" I yell.
An eerie hush fell over the room as all the hair on my arms started to raise. "Bring it to me!" a deep calm voice commanded.
