Space-School

For the rest of the day the King mulled about in a grumpy stupor. He glared at passersby and yelled at them in Purple, a language that is known only to those relating to the throne. It became so bad that his Majesty ended up ranting through dinner in said language. "Y-your highness?" asked a slightly frightened maid. The king starting yelling at her; this gave way to what sounded like questions. And eventually these questions formed into frantic shakes of the poor maid's shoulders. He seemed to be looking desperately sad at this point, as if talking about some untold love. "That's it…" grumbled Lord Dennis. He licked his lips and dabbe