He said something, but I didn't hear it, or at least understand it. Baffled, I turned around myself and studied the room he led me to. My head is spinning out of control, almost to the point that I'm beginning to fear he is playing with my mind. This King is impossible to understand! One minute he talks about horrible science projects, showing me cells and glass cages like he is giving me a history lesson he is proud to know. Promise he will take me down to that horrid dungeon, and I swear I thought my freedom would end right then and there. But instead, he keeps talking, keeps pulling me down the hall, and now I'm here?
It doesn't make sense at all. The room is enormous! Two widows are showing off that magical view I saw earlier, a king-size bed filled with pillows of different sizes
