So in the Taterra kingdom, Vasso and Vassi were alone in the chambers they shared together. Vasso was worried and he rocked himself back and forth, deep in thoughts — fearful thoughts about the siege they were about to be under.
All his reign, he had prided himself on being able to scheme and having a strong army which the neighboring ki gdoms feared. He had intel on all the kingdoms as he needed to be ahead of them all the time. Vasso knew he had the bat army aside from the one he had heard about that the demon prince commanded. But now with the demon prince dead, that army remained dead with him. That thought had brought so much solace to the king of the Taterra kingdom.
Vassi glanced at her husband with a frown on her face. She rolled her eyes as she saw how disturbed the man was.
"You have lived a long life and have reigned and fought wars well," Vassi said.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!