Matt and The King

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Nervously, Matt adjusted his tie and then brushed at imaginary lint on his suit. He shuffled his leather portfolio from one hand to another as his thoughts raced before his scheduled meeting with King Marton. His thoughts veered to the king's knowing brown eyes and tall lean form before skittering away. No! You will not think about that. Not around him. Not about him. Not! No!

King Marton has a request - what's a lawyer to do?