[Cervantes arc ]
" My last order will be to change the national drink , don't know why those geezers like wine so much ? sign"
Having chocolate milkshake in secret is one of my quirks , I can't consume it in public because then the world will know that that the great king Cervantes likes the vile thing that looks like human excrement and consumed only by the peasants , it's called the peasants cake for a reason .
The only time of the year I can relax is the hunting season , I can eat whatever I want not giving a crap about who will say what , having as much action in bed as I want with one of my smoking hot queens or heck all of them and spreading my hands like I could fly off of this open balcony into the night sky .
Don't get me wrong I don't have any suicidal tendencies , it is just the moment that's making me emotional . The flow of Pontonac river complements the weak wind through my hair , I am not a king anymore just a peasant with his jug of chocolate milk , after a day of labour my joints still hurt but I can't stop for my labour fuels millions of stoves .
Snapping out of my poetic state my mind was again engulfed by various matters of national interest , guess you can't take Capital out of the King even if you take the King out of the Capital . Suppressing my desire to write another Imperial decree was hard so I decided to sleep instead , I don't have enough power to ruin this vacation or the King will get very angry , nobody likes an angry King .
" What the **** ? "
Rubbing my eyes I couldn't believe what I saw , a man flying from ground up straight towards the top of Blackstone castle .
" How , what ... "
I got incoherent and thought the pressure finally cracked me , I have to confirm this somehow .
Taking the emblem of secrecy* out of my belt I clicked a few times on certain parts of the emblem calling the shadow guards . These guys are my eyes and ears , they have been through hell and back for this job , earning my trust through multiple tribulations .
[A person in full black creeps out of the shadow of one of chains supporting the balcony ]
" You saw that person too ? "
" True "
" Why didn't you intercept him ? "
" Too fast "
" Send somebody to check the rooftop and if you find him don't make contact just let me know I will go by myself "
" Dangerous "
" My head is still at it's place so I can tell the man wasn't malicious , execute my order now "
" Affirmative "
That was Javed , he stays closest to me at all times , his family has been the protectors of the royal family for uncountable generations it is in his blood I presume .
Watching Javed pass on orders silently to one of his colleagues and again hiding in the shadows was nothing new but my heart felt heavy for an unknown reason , the rising wind and the disappearing stars didn't help either .
* Emblem of Secrecy : A bronze emblem having a broad sword with a flat end engraved on it , every shadow guard is trained to listen to the specific sound it make .