A King's Warning

"You see, everyone wants things simple and easy," King Bluewood remarked, his voice smooth and resonant. "It's hard to find a single person that would rather struggle than go the easy route. But that doesn't mean there aren't those people, just saying."

General Firoh stopped in his tracks, his brow furrowing as he tried to grasp the meaning behind King Bluewood's words. "What do you mean?" he asked, his curiosity piqued. "Definite power?"

"A little term that I made myself," King Bluewood explained, "where basically, that power solves next to every single problem there could be. It's like a car. It can get you to every destination. That power, a king would undeniably wish for."

General Firoh's mind raced as he tried to decipher the enigmatic words of the king. What kind of power could King Bluewood be referring to? And why was he sharing this information with him?

"And why are you telling me this?" General Firoh asked, his skepticism evident in his voice.