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Genise, it had to be Genise, the only one who could handle the little rascal.
Just as I turned to her to suggest she drag Edwin away, Veremir started clapping excitedly and exclaimed, "Wow! Are you granting me the honor of dueling with you right now?"
'Veremir, take off your rose-tinted glasses and use your noodles! Your life is hanging by a thread!'
Amid everyone's shock, he cheerfully approached Edwin.
Edwin tossed his own sword to Veremir, who had been unarmed, and then grabbed one from a guard.
Suddenly, the peaceful banquet hall turned into a dueling ground.
Edwin and Veremir faced each other in an open space near the entrance of the banquet hall.
The moment they unsheathed their swords, Haven and Genise flanked me, hands on their sword hilts, ready for anything.
The envoys from Riverdun all stood up, unable to do anything but shuffle their feet in dismay.
"Eddy."
It was too late to stop them, so I called out to Edwin as calmly as I could.
