Finally, the elevator doors opened, and he stepped out. Vance didn't know what to expect. He imagined an entourage of sharp men dressed in black surrounding the king. And the king dressed superbly, as a statesman.
But what he saw was a normal-looking man that looked like the father he remembered when he was but a boy. He didn't appear kingly at all, as he sat there with no entourage, but all alone, as Vance approached the table.
"Good evening, my King."Vance bowed, not lifting his head until the King permitted him to raise it."
"Oh my son, don't bow to me. The King said humbly. You could hear how proud he was in his words.
"Please, please have a seat." The king encourages his only son.
After taking his seat, Vance didn't really understand why, but he thought he had
