I Will Not Give Up Any Part Of My Kingdom

I left the room, feeling light-hearted suddenly. Her smile seemed to be the fuel my machine needed.

I went to my study room. The table had several papers on it and a map, with red and black marks on it. The Beta stood there and as soon as I entered, he bowed slightly.

"My king."

"Any news?"

"He wants the East part. He threatened of war if we don't give him that," the Beta said.

"A war? Does he have no idea that he will lose in that case?" I said. "Send him a letter and tell him that I will not give up any part of my kingdom. If he wants it, he has to fight me."

"Then it's going to be a war, my king," the Beta gasped.

"Yes. It is a war, indeed," I said.

"But what if King Ford says that he doesn't want the land anymore? He can try to have a sly plan."

"We will be ready. He can't do anything," I said.

"Yes, my king," the Beta bowed and left.