He nodded at the dark-haired knight. His voice was light and cheerful. “Whose idea was it to come through the front door?” “Where is my knight?” the Marshal of House Vorga snarled. I sank him another six inches into the floor. “I demand…” Another six inches. He was almost up to his armpits. The Marshal of House Vorga opened his mouth and clicked it shut.
He can learn!
