“Imperial Crown Prince Hyro, welcome to this side of our paradise, the Maylakandyan Palace, my turf.”
My personal assistant heaved a disappointed sigh as several government employees who heard him laughed when they heard what their President has just said in front of his liege.
“Turf, Your Excellency?” I asked carefully and immediately regret it.
“Yes! Turf, base, home, house, mancave and whatever you can think of describing this dreary cell I have been shoved in more than ten years already!” he said in an impassioned voice that I and Drayden don’t know honestly if he is kidding or being serious, “I just want to spend quality time with my husband and cuddle but no. The Maharlikans want me to lead them for as long as I breath it seems! They have been electing me for three terms already a
