The King jumped from his seat. "Southern part! That is enemy territory. Where exactly did you go? The Gorge trench?"
Sunshine shook her head vehemently. "The Abysal forge your highness."
The King relaxed visibly and took his seat. "And here? Have you been in my kingdom before?"
Sunshine's heart did a somersault. "N-no, Your Majesty. I'm pretty sure I'd remember that."
"Have we met?" he pressed, his voice dropping into a suspicious growl. "Are you a spy? You have the look of a spy. I am not sure, but you look familiar." He rolled his finger, resting a part of his head against his fist, with a bored look on his face. "Turn around," he commanded.
Sunshine frowned but still did as he instructed.
"Now pose--legs akimbo! Hmm. Try the heroic stance."
Sunshine remained confused as to why the poses were necessary.
"Let's see a dramatic swoon." He ordered.
Nine sniggered.
