°~King's×Game~° (rewrite)

The kingdom was stirring with movement. Like a beehive, the worker bees prepare for winter. The orange and brown leaves bestrewn about the brick. Families swathed in heavy furs to warm them from the impending season. The sunlight peered out from behind the trees, only casting rays on his castle.

The sun darted out of view, leaving the sky darkened. Flames sparked to life in their cages, shocking away the darkness of the twilight.

In only minutes, all was still and silent, except him, the king of this land.

He stood on his balcony, gazing over the barrier banding his domain. He was waiting. But for what?