"Fine. Yes. If that's more comfortable for you, do as you please."
'Thank you for understanding.'
"How strange."
The meeting Elizabeth had imagined was more dramatic and unconventional than this.
She had planned to reveal his strange 'identity' and to get on top of his head... to dominate the man before her.
"Behold, are not all these which speak Galileans? And how hear we every man in our own tongue, wherein we were born? (Acts 2:7-8)"
"Kuhuh, kuh, kuluk."
Yes, like this.
When she recited the verse where the apostles filled with the Holy Spirit performed the miracle of 'speaking in various tongues,' the emperor before her was flustered and coughed.
Elizabeth, thinking that a satisfactory dialogue was finally beginning, took a sip of the black, bitter drink placed before her. Co...ffee was its name, right? Probably.
The initiative is mine.
"You did have... something to hide."
