Morning.

Henry groaned as he dragged his feet across the room over to where he placed his phone.

'Ringg... ringggg'

The incessant ringing continued.

He glanced at the caller ID,

THE ROYAL PALACE.

It was the King of Country B, King Amal.

"Hello." He said in a bored manner.

"The King requests your presence, at the royal palace, by 10:00am today." The King's right-hand man informed.

"Noted." He hung up before the man could say another word.

They had disturbed his beauty sleep.

A thought popped on his mind, and he dialed a number.

"Boss?" A respectful voice said at the other end of the line.

"I won't be coming...