You walked along the sidewalks of the Raziryn Kingdom, taking a morning stroll. The air was tense and thick as the young king made his rounds on his horse to inspect the streets. Such a frightful king, he was. Despite his short stature, he truly was a bitter and aggressive king. He sneered down at every peasant he crossed, a sly grimace creeping across his features. He shoved citizens aside if they were in his way. Oh god... He's coming closer. Don't make a fool of yourself!

What do you do?