As August walked into the spacious looking room that was decorated to perfection, with richness and luxury. He saw the king and the queen sitting beside each other. He stood before them and bowed slightly while Canon kneeled on the floor as the the king threw daggers at the poor man. The sight of his poor assistant irritates the king which he could see, the hatred was deeper than he'd thought.
August looked away, he wasn't ready to get tied up once again, hell, he doesn't even want to receive any blows again like a powerless hero. Who the heck does that?
What he did back in that training room doesn't tally with his natural character and he didn't know what got into him, and made him to go against the king. Maybe a certain someone was adding something weird to his system.
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