These Maddening Desires
Starvos turned his body, about to kneel but the man stopped him.
“Come on, I do not have the habit of letting a man older and a warrior like you to kneel before me, it puts me in ill ease,” whispered the King whose eyes were golden instead of silver. His hair was in the color of inky black that curls naturally around his sharp jaw. “I heard what happened.”
“And you came to see me?” Starvos chuckle. “I’m sorry to show you such unsightly figure of myself as your uncle.”
“Please stop that. Everyone would have a day where they feel the most upset as though the world have given up on them, you too are susceptible to such occasion,” said the King. “Are you angry?”
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