"I'm fine," said the drunken King Emry. "But why are you calling me 'Your
Majesty'? I'm jusht the gravedigger - always have been - and you're the
king. I can't remember much these days, but I'm sure that Reaibn told me
so." Fred cursed, loudly and for a long time. "Thatsh the spirit!" slurred Emry, taking another pull on his bottle of scotch. "But you are King!" said Fred, urgently. "And we are not getting married!" insisted Astra. "I want to make that point very clear!" "Look," said Emry, getting up and heading for the hut. "I needsh a nap. Nice to meet you, sire." and then he slammed and bars the door from the inside. "Oh, for the love of," said Astra, and then she went on her own cursing spree. It is at this exact moment that Reaibn appeared again. "See?" said Reaibn, with a twinkle in his eye. "It is destiny! Now, I have already begun wedding preparations. Don't be difficult, making things harder on yourself. I just want to make you rulers of the realm, how can you possibly complain about that? Riches, power, come on." Astra and Fred looked at this madman, contemplating their answer.
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