"Then your father is a wise man, especially when it comes to the unusual prizes" The king smirked, finishing yet another plate of food, the serving plates themselves looking relatively bare now also as he cast his dark eyes around them before drinking deeply from his glass, downing two glasses worth of wine one right after the other, the flush line from the alcohol having become extremely visible now.
"Come now young prince, surely you must have had some form of fun in that palace of yours?" He looked to him, waiting to see and hear Micah's answer. Surely his parents were the stuffy kind, if so he would have to see what he could do about that in this treaty, that was for sure.