53 The People From Aerithor

Terrilo and Konstantin had truly outdone themselves for the feast. After Gavadiol had managed to get through three courses of very quality food and his ears full of ‘Your Majesty', ‘Your Highness'; ‘My Prince’ - he even heard - ‘Most Aerithorian of them all', he was truly full when it was all over. Sorrentino was the first to turn in. “I'll leave you young people to it.” He said. “My old bones need some sleep.” Then Terrilo also went off. “Gavadiol we are resuming our training tomorrow and this time I don't want to listen to anything. You're training me as well or no one is training at all.” And with that, she marched off. Both lads watched her go into the room chuckling. “So master,” Konstantin turned to him with a serious expression. “What's your plan now?” “What do you mean by plan?” Gavadiol asked even though he knew perfectly well what the lad meant. “Gavadiol, master, you're no longer the same anymore.” Konstantin said earnestly. “You are the last prince of Aerithor. Yo