“Forgive me, Your Majesty,” said Deen, holding up one finger, “for I would love nothing more than to leave, but I should require a carriage, for our hackney is long gone, and it isn’t possible to hail a hansom cab from the palace—” “Out,” Kamran shouted, pointing at the door. “Get out and walk home, for all I care—”
Does he want to be overthrown????
