As Han Minhyun pushed the door before him, men and women dressed in their red uniforms bowed towards him.
Walking over to the guard standing in front of the door, Han Minhyun questioned, "Is he present there?"
The guard bowed, and then, standing up straight, he nodded. He then vocalised, "The King is waiting for you, Young Master Han Minhyun."
The guard then turned back, and turning the knob, he opened the door to the room. Masking his face with an impassive expression, Han Minhyun stepped into the room.
After he had walked in, the guard shut close the door behind him. Pastel blue and red coloured the room before him, and behind a large table was seated a middle aged man.
A crown sat on top of his forehead whilst a stern look sat upon his face. His fingers were intertwined as his fist was placed upon the table, and as he looked over at Han Minhyun, an intimating aura was let out.
