Council Stories

"Would you like something to drink while you rest, my king?" Tara asked. "That would be nice, yes. A king works up quite a thirst caring for his people!" I smiled weakly. Tara clapped her hands twice and one of the other temple attendants came in. Tara whispered something to her and she left momentarily, returning with what appeared to be a very ornately decorated clay decanter. She poured out some of the red liquid insid...