Dawn's pov:

I blinked rapidly still trying to stomach what the King just demanded.

Does he mean it? Does he really want me to tell him a story?

Geez!

But I'm not a damn storyteller. I'm always occupied with work that I don't sit down for stories.

I could barely remember those stories mom would tell me before I went to bed. I was pretty much younger then.

Oh...how do I get out of this? How do I make something up??

"I'm waiting..." King Lee muttered rolling his eyes.

"Well..you see, I'm really not in the mood to tell a story, my Lord" I bickered and I heard him scoff....