<strong>P'Tulla</strong><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i55.tinypic.com/2yn2tsx.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9e/P%27Tulla_Dragon_banner.jpg)</div>P’Tulla hadn’t been surprised when he saw the state the two servantgirls were in when they left the King’s chambers. If anything, they looked better than many of their peers he had seen leave that door. The dark-haired one kept a straight face, but the blonde started sobbing the moment she was out of P’Tulla’s sight. A moment later, her King opened the door and ordered her to fetch him some food. She nodded and answered with a bellowed.<strong> “Yes my Grace.”</strong>She made her way back to the large royal kitchens and ordered the fat head cook to prepare her king a meal.<br/><br/>She returned with several silver plates filled with meats, fruit, rice as well as carafs of sweet wine and fermented milk. The feast was set down on the tables inside the King’s quarters. The servants left again, leaving P’Tulla alone with her king.<br/>