"The king is nothing like the rumors say."
At Gideon's firm rejection, both Kethar and the crew turned to him, waiting for him to continue. Met with expectant gazes, Gideon cleared his throat.
"I mean… as for enjoying wealth, he is indeed a spendthrift, but for indulging in pleasure? I've rarely seen him with another woman," he said.
Only if one didn't count him hovering around his little egg
Gideon caught himself mid-thought and immediately shook his head. No, no. My little egg is simply the king's favor bearer and needed to be presented by his side. That's all. Nothing more. He consoled himself.
Watching their captain wrestle with his inner dilemma, Toby sighed. "He's still in the denial phase, isn't he?" he asked quietly.
Alaric nodded perfunctorily. "He is."
Kethar shook his head. "This isn't about his personal life. We're talking about the lives of his kingdom's subjects."
