03-06-2011, 12:40 PM
Lia wasn't exactly a jumpy type of person. The genie just surprised him a lot. That, and he was always wary of anyone who was dressed so poorly. He never brought them up into his room, much less welcomed them into his palace unlike his father. They usually just enter the hallways and the throne room, though. Those, of course, are two of the rooms he prevents himself from passing, entering or staying.
When he heard about the wishes, he let out a short, "Ah," before he'd frowned again. It was rather disappointing that he couldn't wish for anyone else dead and for all the townspeople to be rich, that way, he wouldn't have to avoid them so much. "All right." Keeping his head high, he smiled at that question. "The one and only son," he said as he pointed at Shea. "Before anything else, I wish for you to change your garb into something more...fitting in a palace. Clothes like that of a personal bodyguard of mine, maybe?"
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