C49 If You Come Don't Even Think about Leaving
The word "scram" once again focused everyone's attention on one spot.
Meanwhile, the fellow who called himself "This King" had a face as dark as the ashes at the bottom of a pot, as dark as the dark.
He had never been treated like this before.
He was the most respected Elf Prince, a prince that stood above tens of thousands people in the natural continent, the only son of the Elf King