#Chapter 119: Just Friends
Caleb storms toward Ted, fire in his eyes.
The Pitmaster sees Caleb coming before Ted does. She had been attempting to show him a few moves, but now she stands to the side, moving at just the last moment, before Caleb grabs Ted by the arm and swivels him around.
“Hey – what gives?” Ted demands. There’s more confusion than recognition in his eyes. Does he not know… the king?
Though I suppose, in hindsight, that isn’t all that uncommon. Before I came here, I thought the king was an old man. Leah thought the same before she saw him at one of the events. How many others have no idea what the King truly looks like?
Could Ted be from the country or something, coming in only to become a guard – all without knowing what the King looks like?
“Easy, pal,” Ted says, raising both hands, palms forward. He glances back at the Pitmaster. “Is this part of the training?”
The Pitmaster’s face remains expressionless, but everyone else is caught in varying levels of surprise and horror. From t

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