There was silence for a moment following his words, as his words began to sink in a low murmuring began amongst themselves before soon the people of the ruling class was in a good and fine uproar. Many of them shouting at him, at one another, it was like the scene of a feeding frenzy amongst ravenous wolves. Finding their behavior to be quite enough Marilyn struck the butt end of her staff against the floor, the sound somehow able to cut through all the rabble and discord.<br/><br/>â€œENOUGH!â€ she exclaimed into the silence that she created.<br/><br/>â€œAre you so afraid to allow the â€œcommonâ€ man to speak for themselves? Do you fear that they are going to tell the king of your misconduct? Alert him to how you rob them of their wages and treat them as little more then a mat in which to wipe your mud covered boots?â€ her tone accusing as she eyed them from where she stood by the throne. â€œShame on you for this fear. Shame on you for raising your voices to your one and true king. Raising them, not out of the love you should feel for him, but out of the shame and terror for your own portly backsides.â€ the disdain that was on her tongue was evident to all in that room.<br/><br/>Many hung their heads in disgrace, while others their faces burned red in unspoken anger. â€œNow why don't you all clam up and let us enjoy the wonderful meal that I am sure our highness has arranged for us today?â€ smiling Marilyn bowed to her King, â€œAgain it is to you my King.â€<br/><br/>This day the young druid had made many enemies though she, knew this was likely to be the case that did not make her care anymore about the fact. She had a job to do, it was to guide and protect the young king which is what she planned on doing...no matter what.