King Papyrus Novels & Stories

The men gave him a broad smile. "The king gave us an answer - an order as he called it. He didn't seal it because he wants you to read it too before handing it over," the man told him as he got off the horse. He opened the leather pouch on his saddle and took out a rolled-up papyrus. "Here it is. This is the King's decision,” he said to Hector, handing it to him. Hector took it in his hands and opened it. He read it quickly and smiled.

“Lauren? – Ursel's lost voice called to me and I looked away feeling foolish, but she was too lost to notice my irrationality, and Fortunately Karila was too focused on her cooking to watch me have explicit bouts of unhealthy hormone-driven madness. She is too physically attractive for the general good of those around her. and I didn't even see his face, but his biography already gave me too strong traces of something. I had simply devoured two complete chapters of that incessant saga so well written by a virtuous man who loved details named Faruk. I confess to being my current favorite writer because he described it with a rigor that left me perplexed and completely involved in that reality

He turned and hurried out of the door. The king parked up his well-written scrolls and got up from his chair. He walked into his library, towards the left end of the shelf where he has his last written scrolls all lined up. He took his time arranging it according to date of when they were written for easy access and identification. He filling in the second to last scroll when the door opened, a feminine voice called, "I'm in here, Your Highness." King Ryker dropped the last of the tied price of paper on the shelf and closed the spread. Then, he strode out of his library, stopping at the door.