Bab 225: Chapter (225): Rose forest (3)

The night rose and fireflies sneaked out and lightened the perimeter, like little stars spreading around. 

A crowd gathered down the hill, the king wore a golden robe and made his way among Werewolves, Pixies, humans, three Minotaurs, a few Centaurs, and the glowing peacock. 

Frank was slouched, standing near Leon. An owl sat on a branch. The night was calm and ethereal. The king stood on the edge of a rock, where the moon was full, glowing behind him. The breeze blew and danced with his long black silky hair, exposing his beauty.

"I gathered you here, to remark the main reason that I am here instead of sitting on my throne and order you to take care of the land."

He directed to the dark throat of the mountain. A shriek resounded and Frank could swear that thuds were shaking the ground under his feet.