CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

The giant oak-tree-made door leading into the throne hall released a harsh squeaking sound as it moved open, drawing the attention of the people inside. An aged woman’s voice restively heaved in, accompanied by the deep muscular grunt of a man.

Two elderly couples are being dragged into the hall by three royal guards, dressed in their appropriate service uniforms. Their hands were tied with a rope behind their backs.

The agitated couple fell silent—they seized their clamoring as soon as they noticed King Luther seated on his throne stool. He was relaxing his head on one of his hands as he beat his head against the disturbing thoughts in his mind.

The three service-dressed guards awaited his go-ahead permission to tender the couple’s offense to him before doing so.

They were that careful in order to avoid getting on his nerves by interrupting his peace-time, which could draw his anger.