THE KING LEFT ME

Where's the King?

I follow him into the chamber. He sits behind a table clustered with the scrolls, must be reports from the ministers. He takes a scroll and starts reading. I sit in front of him, examining his face.

He resembles the 'King', I could see it from his eyes, his nose and the way he knitted his eyebrows when he is thinking of something, but he's not 'him'.

I look around the chamber, the room is still the same but it feels different.

There's a red robe hanging stretched open on a long wooden rack, the Dragon emblems showing clearly on the center. It's the one that I made for the 'King'.

I embroidered the Dragon emblems on the robe but since I didn't have any experiences in embroidery, the Dragon had sad eyes when it supposed to be fierce. I remember I was scolded by the Queen Dowager since Dragon was an important symbol for the King and I made it looked like a disgrace. However, the 'King' still wear it and said, 'It's alright, a Dragon can be sad too.'

The robe looks worn out, old.

'"How many years had passed? Where's the King?"'

I feel lost. I never thought that I've been away for so long. "'I didn't even manage to see him."'

I look at the person behind the table. He must be the new King or maybe there are other before him.

"'Did he become a ghost as well? Or did he get reincarnated? Where can I find him?"'

I couldn't remember how long I've been sitting in the room until the King calls the eunuch to help him change into bedclothes. The eunuch takes off his clothes each and every layer and I don't know why I'm watching this so I decided to go out.

As I pass by the King which he's now only wearing trousers, I couldn't help but notice a familiar scar on his right chest.