“What is it?” Rolund I asked in wonder, looking at the small, golden trinket upon the tray being held out by a servant.
“It is a Dwarven Seeing Eye, Your Grace,” said the traveling Argonian merchant. “It can be used for seeing all the things; things that have come to pass, things that are happening, and things that have yet to happen.”
“It can see the future?” Rolund I asked with delight.
“Yes, Your Grace,” said the Argonian. “For some,” he added under his breath.
“And you said it costs what?” asked the ten-year-old king, not looking up from the device. He reached for one of the dials.
“I wouldn’t touch that, Your Grace,” hissed Murdan from behind him. “You do not yet know what it does.”
“For you, Your Grace, I shall give you a discount,” the merchant said, proceeding to list off a sum that would likely empty the royal coiffeurs.
Before anyone could intervene and speak words of wisdom to the young king, he declared: “I’ll take it!”
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