A storm of emotions brewed within Alden.
At first, he had thought that getting through the Tournament wouldn't be that difficult. He just had to keep to himself, hold his tongue, and appear dignified, if not slightly regal.
…Unfortunately, Zaruk and House Aerithale had run their mouths.
And now, Alistair and Elara had to pay for that.
While Alden did not regret preserving Celeste's honour, it frustrated him how conceited everyone in the private viewing chamber was.
'Why does politics have to be so annoying?'
Alden gnashed his teeth, sensing his temple throb.
He felt indignant, aggrieved, annoyed and helpless.
To make matters worse, this was only the first day. Tomorrow, the Tournament for individual Champions would start - once the proceedings for the Guild Tournament finished. This meant he would have to endure more politicking, not to mention taking extreme care not to offend any more Masters.
He groaned internally.
