An Old Story

Clark gazed at the person that he sat beside, he had his own doubts regarding what he was seeing.

Blinking several times.

The king stared at the bewildered expression on Clark's face, it wasn't something that needed to be thoughtfully analysed.

"Do you doubt that I'm the real king?"

For a brief second Clark stretched his vision and saw a complete area covered in the common colour, Black.

"No, it's not that. To be honest I'm a bit surprised that I'm seeing you after so long"

King stretches his vision in a straight path, he 'humph' before speaking.

"That same goes for. if it wasn't for the news, maybe I wouldn't be seeing you right now"

Clark turns his neck, his face confronting the king's skull. Curiosity filtered inside the young man's heart like a juice filling a cup.

"Is it related to my parents?"

The king turned to him with his eyebrows lifted in astonishment. He simply smiles before nodding.