The King grabs Elliard's wrist as he points at him. He yanks the peasant closer and stares him dead in the eyes before speaking again."You, you have no idea what you have gotten yourself into, have you now, peasant?" He asks calmly."I must admit that I never expected for you to be too smart, but I was wrong, very, wrong, you are a complete imbecile. You, and apparently you all alone decided to infiltrate MY castle, in the broad daylight. And from the brief report I received, I gathered that you were armed with a crossbow all alone, which you never reloaded. You did not bother to get to know the place you are going in, nor the people living there, you were threatening my BLIND son, and asking questions from my whereabouts from him. If I were you, I would have prepared in some other manner too, than just stealing a crossbow probably from some poor hunter who, unlike you, is just doing his job. I would have created a distraction to the other side of the castle, something simple like a brawl, before even trying to sneak in, and all this after carefully planning my each step inside the hallways that I would have memorized at first." He lectures the youngster and proceeds to shove him backwards onto the haypile he uses as a bed."After taking all this into consideration, and after having been here, and seen what my children are capable of, there is no way that I could ever accept you even as a bastard of mine." He finishes and shakes his head slowly."You are nothing but a worthless peasant. You claim to be one of the many who want me dead, you might be right. You call me a horrible person, you might be right. But you would never be able to do anything better than I would. If an imbecile like you would be in charge, the dragons out there, those that you, and all the others who want my head, clearly have forgotten of, would turn this city to ashes. INSTEAD of worrying of them, INSTEAD of doing your duty and work for your kingdom to help keeping it safe, providing weapons, food and clothing to the soldiers, to the people struggling to keep your lives going on, you plot on assassinations, rebellions and riots to make sure that my soldiers, that could be spending their time on a lookout for the next dragon, must spread your mobs, gangs and other scum apart. You refuse to keep up the ORDER! And then after I do what I must to return it, I am the villain." He turns around and walks out from the cell."Keep an eye out at him at all times. He might be a peasant, but he already once slipped in before your eyes."
