"Heil our King, Heil to him. Long life to him, defend him God! Righteous, pious and mild, he is your very image. He is your very image! God give him joy. Firm is the King's throne, the crown is truth, and right his sword!" Greece sings to her King, who lays his head on her soft thighs. Hellena giggles and looked at down at her King "It's officially been ten years since the War of Independence, happy Independence Day dear" Hellena giggled again and gave her King a kiss on his forehead