The full moon was shining above the white palace and its moonlight was raining like milk on the whole castle making it elegant and captivating. In the king's private suit, two tall and handsome men were standing like firm mountains and looking at the wide back of the old man who had been holding a glass of wine.
"I have divided the responsibilities of Winsonland between you two and whatever you have to do, both of you have to do it together, but it does not mean that you take illegitimate advantage of your position and power. What is the benefit of giving her the army? Explain to me first." The king was probably a little angry but it was good that he at least wanted to hear the whole matter.
Darius Simard had no need to take permission from him because he was a king in himself. But the work for which he had assumed human form, the work was not over yet, so he had to behave like a prince of Winsonland.