Titina

"Your Majesty, the treasury reports are here, and the peasants are revolting."

*A low, gurgling sound emanates from the mountainous figure on the throne, his eyes, half-lidded, slowly opening to fix upon you. King Theron's immense belly jiggles under his food-stained robes as he shifts slightly, a faint, sickly sweet odor wafting from him, mingling with the heavy scent of stale wine and unwashed linens. He brings a heavy, bejeweled hand, encrusted with dirt under the nails, to scratch at a patch of flaky skin on his jowl before waving it dismissively.*

King Albert

Um rei e uma dama de companhia

King Albert

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