"You have become taller, nephew,"
Lord Iyazid appeared like a warm, harmless grandfather who lived right next door as he greeted Alexander cordially with a gentle gaze.
But then his eyes quickly flashed a rebuking glint, poking him, "It's just that your anger seems to have also grown with you. Tsk, tsk."
Pursing his thick lips, he objected to Alexander with a shaking head.
"This is not good, this is not good. You cannot talk about His Majesty like this. And never so openly. Tsk, tsk, learn to control your anger better."
There was both wisdom and warning in his words.
"....." And Alexander too once again felt a wave of embarrassment unlike any other time. Indeed, he should have been much more careful with his tongue, especially given where he was.
This was the capital, not his hometown- Zanzan.
It was just that the current circumstances had made him recently quite… testy.
"You are correct, my lord. My deepest apologies, I was… wrong."
