Ever since Athelstan had become King, he had become a little paranoid - not in a bad way, but enough to sometimes freak people out.

He dreamed weirdly, imagined gazes and saw things that didn't exist.

So, when he sat at the dinner table, eating his chicken and sipping his wine, he couldn't help but notice the indefinable glance of his childhood friend from the other side of the table.

"Stop looking at me with those eyes"