Chapter 8- His World

Zephyr sat down on his throne in the courtroom. His presence alone was overwhelming but his cold gaze was enough to send shivers down their body. The smile that was once on his face was nowhere to be seen, it seems like that smile was meant only for Penelope. He gazed at members of the council as if he was watching his prey. And to him, they were no different from his prey.

The room was silent, too silent which made it seem like they were paying tribute to a lost soul. But then, they were all afraid to give the king the report cause they were scared of the king's wrath.

"I don't remember appointing animals as my ministers or do I?" questioned Zephyr but they all knew better than to reply to him. Just one mistake, that was what he need to have their head rolling on the cold floor.

"Don't tell me I appointed fools!" Zephyr said in a cold tone, glaring at the good of nothing men in front of him. He was supposed to be spending his time with Penelope, looking for ways to win her heart but