Danial may be the king's advisor but he rarely ever took the position seriously. The king was one hell of a distraction and no one in their right mind would do a job right when working under a lover. He heaved a sigh while walking down a long corridor to the king's room. Terrible news had reached the kingdom. So terrible that the small parcel of paper in his hand would not open. Not for the advisor. It would only open for the king.<br/><br/>He had made sure to clean the advisor garbs like four times over just so it would like nice between his angelic fairy wings. His golden locks of hair were perfectly combed to the side, while a few medium locks hung behind his head.  Words around the kingdom was he only got advisor for his beauty. Maybe it was true? Maybe it was not?<br/><br/>At last he made it to the king's door. It was embroided with special beeds around it. Without knocking he opened the door. " My liege if you will, I have a parcel here that can only be opened by you." He kneeled down keeping his head down in respect. It would be far too rude to pull up his head in front of the king.