the scarlett king of 19 years old was sitted on his throne, he haved a cold and hatred gaze as his legs were crossed and he was balancin them in a type of childish manner, he was not paying attention to nothing more than the window of the castle watching his kingdom full of future and Divine scarlett and golden colours

"You have been looking at me for long ¿what do you wish?"

asked suddenly Azgard when he turned his face to you to see you up and down scanning you like a predator