The Monarch's Palace. Curt.
"How has it been?"
Litu watched the king ask. He was a little bit confused, he didn't know since when the King had been concerned about personal well beings of the citizens. He used to know that it had all been about the kingdom and hunting the apes and all.
There was no time to do a lot of thinking. He was alone with the Monarch. The Monarch had requested to speak to him alone about his whole experience in the forest.
And there he was staring blankly as though he didn't have a gourd of words to tilt.
"Adapting, your highness."
He said, looking around. There were only two attendants present. And both were by the right and left of the Monarch.
The Monarch wasn't exhaustively adorned. He only had a common robe worn and his fluffy hair blushing under the gentle touch of the whooshing breeze tamed by the hand-fans in the attendants' hands.
