In a small hut in the middle of a forest...
"Waiting again?! They are manufacturing categorized weapons in large numbers, INSIDE MY FVCKING KINGDOM!! What else is there to wait for? Until they come and take my throne?!"
*Kwaaak Wak Wak*
Shouting suddenly exploded inside the hut, frightening all the birds and beasts within a few kilometers, even the experts standing outside the hut had to automatically take a few steps back...
"Calm down, Charles, raising your voice won't solve anything, let's be reasonable."
Charles Dolev, The current King of the Kingdom of Dolivar...
a man of straight build with a muscular body, his quick hand movements and voice suggest he is a young man or middle aged at best, but his tired features and white hair says otherwise...