5 days had passed since the annihilation of the Village Of Warriors.
Williams finally returned back to his kingdom. He was depressed, tired, hurt, confused etc.
The kingdom was really big. The castle was in the centre and was made up of black stones and stone bricks. It's design was that of a typical castle with the centre building being the tallest and at the top of it a red flag was flowing with the symbol of a brown colored shield and a silver color sword with the shield covering the sword's grip and handle and the blade was the only thing visible.
The citizens of that kingdom were praising the return of Williams and his caravans. All the traders belonged to this kingdom and all of them had very sad expressions.
The citizens were consfused as the caravan would come back after few weeks but this was too early for it to return back.
Dozens of soldier came running towards the caravan and surrounded it. All of them were in their chain armor with a steel sword and a shield in their hand.
Williams got of his caravan, looked at them and said, "Do not worry. It's not an enemy attack nor we are controlled by one. "
In this world, controlling others was pretty easy. This world runs on power, fame and money and one with all of them was the one sitting at the top, and usually the kings were the one with such strength.
A man, big and muscular in a steel armor walked from behind the soldiers.
He had a scythe rested on his back and his helmet in his right hand. The armor was of silver color and it was shining from the sunlight.
That day, the weather was clear and the coldness was not much. The sunlight was falling on Earth but still, there was enough coldness for people to be in warm clothes all the time.
The kingdom was really prosperous. Every house was of stone bricks with fancy designs. From blacksmith to flower shops, there was everything. Inn, wine shops, they were full of costumers. The streets inside the kingdom were of stone bricks too.
That man greeted Williams and said to him, "Your return is too early, vice-commander Williams. "
Williams, his head bowed like the rest of the soldiers said, "My geetings to you commander. I know our return is too early, but I have something to tell you and the king and the other high ranking officials. This information is too sensitive to be said in public. "
The commander sighed with his eyes closed and replied, "Alright, I understand. Let's go in the castle first. "
Commander's hairs were short and brown colored. His eyes were brown and he had a big scar on his face. Which goes from the middle of forehead to his chin, symmetrically dividing his face in vertical direction.
The traders, Williams, commander and all the soldiers walked to the castle.
There was a crowd and they all were having discussions among themselves.
Women were carrying flower pots, basket, water while men were probably going to their shop and work.
It was early in the morning but the sun had already risen up.
The greenery inside the castle was too good. It was so good that it would surpass anyone's expections.
Surrounding the castle was a moat and the castle was connected to the main land through 4 bridges on each direction.
On each bridge were around 4-5 guards guarding them and all of them head spears, metal spears and steel armors.
Those metal spears were shining from the sunlight along with the armor.
The castle had numerous windows but they were also guarded by one soldier on each window.
On the side of all 4 bridges were big gates to get inside the castle.
But on the gates were a dozen of guards guarding them.
Commander, Williams and the traders went inside the castle while the soldiers despersed to their duties.
When Williams got inside the castle, he could see a big red carpet on the wooden floor and two grand stairs infront of him opposite to each other, curved in a manner to be connected to the first floor.
Between those stairs was a big door to go to the main hall of the castle.
On the first floor's balcony, there were numerous doors leading to different rooms and also a big hallway.
On Williams' left and right side were two hallways leading to different areas.
Williams and the commander climbed the staircase, they both were silent.
Then they walked in the big hallway which finally lead to the throne room.
At the gate of the throne room, two elite guards with big silver battle axes were present, guarding it. They both had golden armor which probably showed their status in the army.
Those both guards bowed to the commander and Williams and opened the gate for them.
Inside the gate, two or more dozens of elite guards in golden armor with big silver battle axes were present, standing in two rows oppsite to each other, guarding the path to the throne while many guards were present on the corner of the room.
The throne room ceiling had a big chandelier, shining, golden colored, with diamonds and all.
The floor was covered by red carpet.
When the gate was opened, infront of them was the golden throne, with a man sitting on it—no, not from his body. He was not a man from his body, but probably from his mind. His intelligence rivaled the war leader—the one who made tactics and strageties for the kingdom.
He was a 12 year old boy, his body covered by a red robe royal with a golden fascinating crown on his head, covering his long black hairs.
He was sitting on the throne in a very fascinating position, his right leg on the top of the right hand of the throne, with his left leg on the ground and his back rested on the left hand of the throne.
His left hand was on the top of the left hand of the throne was it right hand on top of the back of the throne.
His maids were feeding him a fruit—grapes.