Curt was not expecting it when Voren suddenly burst into laughter, a hearty, booming one he usually reserved only for when he was with his daughter.
Yeah, right now, Curt sounded to him like a kid trying to woo a parent into giving in to their cunning demands, knowing full well the impracticality of the request. The absurdity of the situation struck Voren as genuinely hilarious.
"Curt." Voren's voice suddenly turned cold, the warmth evaporating instantly. The swing was so abrupt that the man at the end of the line felt his blood run cold, his heart stuttering in his chest.
"Do you think I'm a kid?" Voren's pause was heavy with menace. "Corvine's only reason for coming is to win the hand of the princess in marriage. Nothing else should matter to him. Nothing else will distract him."
