"Lord Hagelberry, aren't you a relative of Sir Malin? Say something," someone whispered in the crowd.
Old Hagelberry pretended not to hear—what a joke, this scene was clearly a grand occasion Malin set up for the Sanders and Ailan families to reunite. I'm just an old sod with no quarrel in the world; let me live out the rest of my life in peace, for heaven's sake. I'm already eighty-two, not many years left, my old friends.
"Lord Hagelberry, aren't you an elder to Malin? Say something," half-human friend Thomas muttered.
Old Hagelberry glared at the half-human, thinking that he should end such a lethal friendship, can you even be considered a friend? I'd feel safer with a flower vase instead!
"Lord Hagelberry, don't stand in the crowd, come out and smooth things over," His Majesty Manheim on the throne spoke up.
