>>King Regal>>
I was in the dungeon busy bashing my rage on the unfortunate souls. I was in low spirits and like always decided to take it out on some unlucky soul. A tear is always better, after all a punching bag can't cry when you hit it. Nothing better than listening to songs of despair in bad days.
"Your majesty." Someone disturbed me while I was fisting on the moribund minor in front of me.
"What do you want Clif?" I grumbled furiously.
"His majesty is asking for you your highness."
I shrink wondering why my father wanted to see me. What monkey business is he up to now?
"Okay, fine tell him I'm coming." I continue landing blows on the pleading body in front of me.
"Yes your majesty." He left the slammer right after to go and deliver the message. I sighed Continui
