The king of Azeera had just walked into his room after a brief meeting with the royal council, he looked tired and dizzy and but tried to maintain balance long enough to reach his bed.
He was a tall man, about the same height as his son Taffi, ocean blue eyes and long dark hair. The resemblance to his son was very noticeable, that it'd only take a blind man to believe that they weren't related.
Seated on the edge of the bed, he took of is crown and stared at it for a few seconds with a sigh,
"This is the last time I'd be putting this on," He mumbled and placed a kiss on the biggest diamond stone on the crown before dropping it down on the bed.
Once that was done, he took of his robe as well and place it on the bed next to the crown, also with a sigh.
The room suddenly became rather humid. King yoshabed closed his head and uttered,
"I hope we don't regret this, Eugene."
