The Love Of A King (bxb)

Chapter 10

🔱Mactum🔱

Taizan walk into the thrown room with all his magnificent. His strides were of those powerful and subtle feature. He didn't need to say anything to make other people know where they stand before him. He just have to look down on them.

But not the ministers. This bunch of human specimen is very unlikely to understand the annoyance Taizan feels towards them. It's almost ridiculous how they are the kingdom's mind and still cannot tell how despise the king of them.

They are very intelligent indeed.

"Ah! Your Highness...it is glad to meet you so early in the morning. How are you today sire?" Minister Sarin put on a big smile and greeted the king like he had been the glowing light of his life.

All the ministers had line up across the ball room and waited for the arrival of their king. The weekly meeting of the kingdom have been a hardship to those who wish not to care at all but still, it is the tradition of the century and make no mistake as no one can say otherwise, including the king.

Minister Sarin is one of those people who is just so happy for no reason whatsoever. It gave Taizan's a headache sometimes for the man is loud and very talkative. But he is kind nevertheless. He is born with the passion towards organisations and have been an old bat that never found love. Though still not married, Sarin looks like he couldn't care less about wife's whereas most of the minister had been married at least 3 times a person.

Taizan look at the odd man that have been obsessing over him for the past few years now. He can't really seem to understand why did this man bothered to smile at him at all. He would nevertheless hate him all the same.

"Good morning. I'm fine. Proceed." Taizan said coldly.

Taizan keeps on walking with Mactum behind and sit on his thrown whereas Mactum take his place besides the king.

"Of course sire. Do you wish to proceed on yesterday matters your highness?" Minister Sarin ask the king politely.

Taizan waves his two fingers and look at the man with a dull face. The weekly meeting has been and will always discuss the matter of the kingdom and the reigns of it. Taizan have been through this kind of meeting since he could gather his childhood memories. His father, King Tarani would drag his arse and all of the other brothers to hear the meetings.

All of the minister step forward to report their current conditions of the kingdom. They were complications, promises, rewards to be fulfill and achievements to be grateful. It was tiring to even hear the whole thing let alone respond to each and every one of them.

Taizan would somehow get lost in his mind sometimes. He may be the king but the fact that he is still a mundane is not inevitable. Somewhat through the whole discussion, he drifted his mind to the one and only person who in the most ridiculous way managed to distract his mind.

What is it that he has to do, to make the man smile or at the least, not to look at him with such fear. He knows how terrifying he can be sometimes but that is because his arrogance and pride is just too much to be given away, simply to a servant.

He rest his hand on the arm chair and lay back. He look into the air and think again about whether he should visit the kitchen after this or make Sunni bring up his lunch earlier than usual.

When he is in his own world, he can suddenly feel all eyes on him as the surrounding turn so quiet that only the breathing of an infant could be heard. He look up to the crowd and as expected, many eyes focus on him, he straighten his back and proceed to signal for the discussion to continue.