One More

"That was fucking fun!"

The King was laughing. No. He was hysterical.

Pablo never expected the King to look like that.

Usually he was all scared like a cat around Pablo but now it looked like the King was getting accustomed to Pablo.

"So you liked it?" Pablo asked.

"Liked it? I loved it. These Marshals were always mocking me around. And then there was that Damascus. All my life I took orders. I hated that."

"So you hate taking orders from me." Pablo said.

"No. No." The King hurriedly waved his hands. "That's not what I mean. It's just the real King always dictated my steps. I couldn't even lift a finger without his orders. But you, you are different."

Pablo frowned. "How so?"

"You only tell me what you want and leave me on my own. After that, I have to come up with plans. Just like today, this plan of Boulder threatening Fozier's soldiers was my way of making him forget about this case."