Chapter Three Hundred-Thirty-Four - No Sense Of Morality
Asher stood in silence, staring at where the Princess had stood. What was that really? Friends? Letter with no purpose? Didn't she know he could do as he liked?
Or did she know but still said what she said?
"Shocked?"
Asher glanced over his shoulders. He was here already? He turned to the young man. "Zeno? Welcome."
Zeno folded his arms, and looked at the King with his eyes reflecting only disappointment.
It was his first time seeing the King one on one and he really wanted to pummel him for all the things he'd done.
To prevent that, Zeno kept his arms folded.
He felt glad to hear the Princess lash on the King because he didn't seem to listen to anything but the psychotic voices that speak in his head.
"Nice to meet you, King Asher." He forced his head to bow. "I heard from the head guard at the entrance that you've been looking for me."
