Now satisfied in his revenge, and without another word, the Grand Duke of Owls put his mortal enemy in his mouth and swallowed him down, the lump in his throat signaling celebrations from his servants.<br/><br/>"Ah, justification." the Duke said simply, taking off his napkin and wiping his mouth with it before putting it away, then adjusting his monocle. He put both hands on his full belly, enjoying the struggles of his meals as they started to be digested.<br/><br/>"Gentlemen, we've done it. But don't get too comfortable, now. As soon as our meals have finished and we are hungery once more, we shall make forays into new worlds using my powerful magic. It should be quite exciting, enlightening, and of course, delicious." the Duke announced to his servants.