Silence befell the room after the last of the guards word. Shock, disbelief, and a hint of hope swirling in the feared king eyes. Once dull look painted grey and void now renewed with somewhat color.
Ban!
Not uttering a word he disappeared from spot. Leaving behind a trail of dust which soon vanished.
Well well.. now this just keeps getting interesting. A smirk formed on Ronan's face his body also vanishing from spot.
.....
My arms are killing me. A male guard whined clutching his left arm.
Don't be such a crybaby or the king will have your head! The female besides him scowled with an irritated glare.
In her hands were two small buckets and a pair of brushes and rollers coated in paint. They had just finished painting the section of the wall assigned to them. And were currently on their way to their stations for yet another daunting task.
Who cares? I'd rather take my chances with the king than paint another freaking wall! He yelled not hiding his dissatisfaction.
