…with extra syrup
The Doclopedia #2,915
366 Days, 366 Paragraphs: #154
“I shall do that, Master. Now if I might have a bit to eat and some water, I shall soon leave.”
As he turned away, the Emperor pointed to his personal table. There was bread, fruit and water on it.
“Take what you please, little brother, then go.” In another few seconds, he was gone and the messenger took a seat at the table. As he ate, he tried to shake the bad feeling that was growing inside him.