"Let the feast begin!"
The king declared loudly before taking his seat finally,happily beginning to dig in and fill his rounded belly. The guard looked over from where he had been designated to, still watching Micah like a hawk. The king once more, slowly becoming growingly more drunk with each goblet of wine he drank, began trying engage him in a conversation once more, this time about the girls who had been dancing, apparently they were all up for the auction that was to take place after the feast.
"Any of them take your fancy?"