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- My lord, there have been rumours, - a being with large horns sticking out of his head bowed in front of a throne occupied by another creature similar to the former.

- Rumours? What rumours are you speaking of? - the lord lazily tapped his fingers against the arm of the throne in a rhythm that was any creature within the lands governed by this lord would easily recognize as that of a children's song “The Little Bee's Rose Garden”.

The other swallowed uneasily for he knew that whenever his lord was somewhat annoyed he would start tapping children's songs or humming them quietly. - My lord, according to the rumours that have started to spread within the city walls of The White Serpent's Tail, the humans have decided to start a war. -

To come and give the news about a possible war to their lord who loved peace more than everything in the world, who loved to give his people equal opportunities (the lord's most loyal servant, as he loved to call himself, believed that he himself was a prime example – if it wasn't for the lord, he would most likely be just a lowly fisherman), who loved when his people advanced as a race and where better than others, was not a situation in which any of his loyal subjects would want to find themselves in.

- I see, - the lord almost whispered.

- But that isn't all, - the voice almost cracked. Oh, how he hated his job!

- Oh? Do tell more, - accompanied by a sudden change in the rhythm; now it was “Oh Sorrow, My Great Sorrow”- a rather happy tune when not tapped by the lord.

The lord's loyal servant swallowed again. - They... are said to have summoned a hero. -

- Well, fuck. -