Thunder roared as the 60 year old king of the castle and kingdom sat at his throne and looked straight ahead to a portrait hanging on high. A simple piece. A decoration set to remind all who came in who really called the shots. Who controlled the whole world.
If you asked anyone who was in charge by glancing at the picture they’d surely say it was him. How wrong they were.
There was one person above even the king. There was only one person who had any sort of standing over him. Only one person who he recognized as above all others.
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