#Chapter 23 Your Majesty

What truth? Arthur was confused and narrowed his gaze at him in suspicion. Rex wasn’t usually cryptic. Maybe it was because Rex knew that Arthur still didn’t trust anyone and he needed his strength to defend Sharp Armor, but he didn’t care. "Why are you being so cryptic?” “It’s complicated. “What do you mean?" “I want to be sure,” Rex said. “But I’ll need you to come with me to verify it. When I’m sure, I’ll tell you everything.” Arthur glared at him, “Why won’t you just tell me now? Why bring it up at all if you weren’t sure?” Rex’s eyes widened, seemingly shocked and Arthur wasn’t sure what to do or say. He had expected defensiveness and anger, but Rex’s eyes just softened and seemed misty. “Well,” Rex said. “That is one way of thinking about it… Will you come with me or not?” It wasn’t an answer to his question, but the response had soothed the suspicion he’d begun to feel about it. Rex was acting weird, but he was curious about what the man could have to say.