Return of the Heroes Part I

The morning sun's gentle rays filtered through the curtains of the bed-chamber, stirring Riz from his slumber.

The warm illumination painted the room in soft hues, casting a tranquil atmosphere that gradually roused him awake.

With a contented sigh, he stretched his limbs and let out a quiet yawn, embracing the new day that awaited him.

Riz swung his legs over the side of the bed, his feet finding the cool touch of the polished wooden floor. The softness of the carpet tickled his toes as he stood up, his body responding to the call of a new day.

In a corner of the room, the king went through his usual routine, beginning with some light exercises to invigorate his body.

He stretched his arms upward, feeling the satisfying pull in his muscles. Then, he bent at the waist, his fingers brushing the floor, and then pushed up to arch his back in a gentle curve.