"S-Sire…?" With a pitifully sad cry, he disappeared from the study the next moment.
Leeora turned to look at the expressionless king.. "Sire, where did you send him?"
"You will find him on your way out," Draven replied and resumed his work as if nothing had happened.
Leeora bowed and left. On her way out, when she passed by the garden, she heard the sound of people talking and curiously approached the source of the noise out of curiosity. She saw a group of palace servants talking and laughing among themselves.
"What did he do this time?"
"He always manages to anger His Majesty."
"I think His Majesty thinks of him as entertainment."
"Poor Erlos. Always getting punished for something. This is quite creative though."
"Ha ha, yes, this is an image you don't see daily."
"I am glad that I am not serving His Majesty. I would probably be too embarrassed to return to work if I get punished this often."
