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—As you wish, sir. —Klin didn't change his expression at all.
In his travels, he had often encountered adventurers of various kinds, and he understood that the courtly manner of communication he had chosen was all the more preferable to more vulgar speech, and yet he did not want to offend the princess by stooping to familiar language with the guest she had summoned within the walls of her residence.
—As I mentioned earlier, you are now in Her Highness's home. You were summoned here by Her through a special magical ritual, the details of which I am not authorized to disclose. If Her Highness wishes, you will be told the finer details of this magical technique. I hope that in the place you come from, there are similar concepts of instantaneous teleportation and magical summoning? At least at the level of fairy tales or fiction, there must be. If this is completely unfamiliar to you, please interrupt me, and I will explain in more detail.
Klin nodded affirmatively to the guest, and then continued:
—I explained "how" you were summoned here, but I did not say "where" exactly. The name of our Welferian Empire and its rulers is unlikely to be familiar to you for one very simple reason. Our country lies not just beyond your country, not just beyond the borders of your continent, not just beyond the horizon of your sea. It is located beyond your world altogether. You are now in a completely different reality, however absurd it may sound. You are unlikely to believe me, and it will take you time to accept this, but, alas, that is exactly the case. Here, your states and rulers, your laws and deities do not exist. In due time, when you are allowed to explore the world, you will be able to convince yourself of the truth of my words.
The servant paused briefly, not hoping that the guest was still following the flow of his explanations.
—As for the last of the possible questions, "why," alas, I cannot give a satisfactory answer to it. Perhaps Her Highness will be able to enlighten you about this, if she wishes to meet with you. In the meantime, I am ready to answer other questions, if you have any, and also offer you the cuisine of the imperial table, if you are feeling thirsty or hungry.
—It all sounds like utter nonsense. But let's not pretend, it's a really beautiful tale, and it sounds convincing, given what I've seen. I might even have believed it, if not for one big "but"...
He looked Klin прямо in the eyes and spoke with unexpected anger and bitterness in his voice.
—I clearly remember that I died. I clearly remember how this thing was shoved into my chest up to the hilt, —he points to the knife,— I remember lying there, vomiting bloody mush from my lungs. And those bastards probably just did it for fun. And what then? I wake up here, and what do I see? No trace of wounds, only the feeling that I was pumped full of some kind of crap. And, most interestingly, my idiot brother, who stabbed me, is also here. —He now points to the skull.— But for some reason, it turns out that I am quite alive, and he is dead as a doornail. I know about resurrection magic, I myself have done something similar, but you didn't say a word about it, you only talked about summoning. So how do you explain that, huh?