The two men were sitting at the short table in the old man's room, Erenkhad was sitting upright with his hands on his knees, in an angle. The older man was grinning wickedly as he was pouring some of the red liquid for both, the scarce light makes it seem darker in the glass when they lift the glasses and drink. They remain silent for some moments, having been talking for most of the time so far, they just drink, one enjoys what he sees as victory, and the other, Erenkhad, waits patiently to be sent to ride out and bring glory.
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