The King was in his training room, it was a sealed room with only one entrance and exit, easily identified as it was a circular room hanging off the sky scraper he currently resided in, what he called his 'Modern Castle'.<br/><br/>The tower it's self was one of the biggest in the world, built over the forest where he had been born before 'England' needed to expand. His Modern Castle was a tower just higher than the Empire State in New York, lot's of glass and concrete and steal. The interior on the other hand was beautiful, the most technologically advanced building in the world hidden behind beautiful marble and wood floors on the first floor, drapes and rugs and artwork that adorned the walls along with a row of elevators that after reaching a certain point literally left the building to view the country side as you ascended. If not for the fact that it was owned by the king of the world who enslaved them all people would admire the Modern Castle, The top ten floors where the kings home, lavish apartment that only a select few people had the access key card to, a maximum number of Five cards exist and the four other people who had access to his 'Temple' were both loyal and instructed to keep the card around there neck, and under there clothing at all times.<br/><br/>The bottom three floors were off limits to everyone but the king, not one other person had seen them as of yet, The next floor was dedicated to food preparation and serving staff rooms, who lived in the location at all times. The next three floors were dedicated to entertainment and party's which he would throw on occasion to find new staff or to indulge his need for sexual relations. The next floor was the armory, filled with any and all weapons that didn't require a vehicle to wield. The eighth floor was dedicated to the harem he hoped to obtain from his little ploy with the heroes, it had recently been evacuated of it's previous tenants, there bodies where still being discovered as they had been tossed out the windows. The ninth floor held the Training room as well as communications room and another entertainment area that was much more private. Finally the tenth floor was simply a bedroom the enter floor is bedding, and much more comfortable than most people have ever slept on.<br/><br/>King Eärendur Míriel, was currently shirtless and training in hand to hand combat against a training dummy, sweat dropped from him with every movement and his breathing was a little heavy but not too fast. The attacks were calculated and memorized and not one person had seen them and lived so far. The room was silent other than the thwacks of his hands on the dummy then a chime came from his phone and he stepped back and took a deep breath.<br/><br/>"My training is done, I require a towel and some water."<br/><br/>The king spoke over the PA system and within two minutes a male slave arrived with his request and he quickly toweled off before taking a swig.