- Love. The flame in the cup sparkled, shimmering with all the shades of blue, blazing red for a second and returning to its usual color, so that after a second to catch fire again in scarlet. Turned to sky blue, the fire finally went out, and Shaw, squeezing his rosary in his hands, bowed his head slightly before the river king. - Congratulations, Your Majesty, you have won. The audience was applauded by the King of the Central Lands, who rose from his throne, but King Stephen did not seem to have heard or seen anything. He watched only one man - the young prince, who went to the cup, and then a few steps closer to Strange, putting a coin in his palm. - Congratulations on your majesty's victory," Prince Charles looked back at himself and did not take away his hands when the river king's fingers held her back. King Stephen rose from his chair - and only after that bowed, touching the back of the palm of his hand with his lips, briefly and gently. - You gave me the answer, Your Highnes