The Empire of Reimia (3)

Latro gently took Azarina by the shoulders as she returned to the hall. "You did well," he said, patting her shoulder sympathetically. "Your actions are worthy of respect. I will accept the torch from you." This was one of those situations where a man had to pull himself together. With a measured step, he approached the nearest beastman and took the handkerchief, then repeated the procedure. "Thank you for this gift, your majesty. You are even more beautiful up close. Happy holidays." What was intended as a way to put on a good face had a second meaning – Latro didn't really want to go through with this charade after having his boot kissed by fifty people. "I've won," he decided.