Sic transit Gloria (glory fades)
The morning sun shone brightly on the sienna walls of the enclosed town. The bazaar was full of merchants cheerfully hawking their wares in the shadow of the inner palace. Within one of the towers toward the center of the palace, isolated from all of the noise, a bedroom decorated with thick carpets and lush tapestries contained a sleeping figure nestled in the thick cushions of a gilded tall-posted bed. A small figure crept into the room.
"Good morning Your Majesty" a soft voice said cheerfully as the thick curtains
were pulled open letting the morning light in. Kianush, the boy king of
Jinnestan unwrapped his arms from his pillow and s t r e t c h e d like a cat.
He sat up slowly and scratched behind a pointed ear with a perfectly manicured
claw. He looked mildly annoyed at the girl before tilting his head and whining
"Please Mina, we've been married for nearly a year, just call me by my
"At least when it's just you and me." he begged wit