Rider didn't try and hide his amusement at the cookies, grinning wide and addressing the king. "Now I feel as if I should have brought a gift! I have none to share, since I have no worldly possessions for now, but consider this my good faith."

But with a nod to the king, he turned his attention back to Weber. He was not the most clever king to walk the desert sands of Persia, but Alexander had his metis.

"The blood, you say? What good is our blood? I should hope that a magic ritual isn't be conducted with it, since that does not bode well for the Servants on the Plane."