Sigrid put her hands on her waist and she scorned in disbelief. "Are you accusing me of something? I cannot believe this."
King Raff scorned as well. "Well you better believe it. Do you think that I am not aware that these awakening potions secretly passing around on this estate were your idea? The mages are selling them at very steep fees to nobles, of course word reached my ears.
Mauve Rosewood was not a mage until you got your hands on her. You must have given her hat awakening potion and now because of you she was quite heroic and outstanding in that rescue effort at the mine. Firron is practically drooling, look at him he is slobbering all over her like one of Roland's mutts discovering roasted meat for the first time."
"They don't slobber." Roland mentioned.
His defense of his dogs earned him glares from both the king and Sigrid. The way they looked at him forced him to shut up and continue standing aside like a spectator while they argued.
