"You want the whole world?" The High Duke asked.
"Well, I want it too." The King said the same thing.
Pablo laughed. "I meant the map, my lord. The map of this kingdom and the world. I want them."
"I had a feeling you would say that. You like cracking jokes, huh." The King was chill.
"I try."
"You will get the maps. Don't worry." The King assured.
Pablo bowed his head again. "Thank you, my lord."
"Anything else?" The King asked.
"No. That's it. For now at least."
"Alright. Just tell any soldier inside the castle whatever you need, I will order them to fulfill your wishes."
"That will be a big help."
"You must be thinking why am I doing so much for you. I am the King and all."
Pablo shook his head. "You want the mist to go away, my lord. That's why you are doing all this. It's normal."
"Yes. The mist is killing our people and as you know, when a Kingdom is weak, dangers arrive from all sides."