Lee Minho (Minsung)

-Your Majesty, please, dinner is ready.-the loyal servant said in a calm voice-Han Jisung, who came to notify his king-Lee Minho that dinner is ready.

Minho nodded his head briefly, adjusting his crown that had tilted to the side, getting up from his bed, leaving his chambers with the servant. His white, fluffy robe dragged along the red, velvet carpet, making a quiet rustling sound. Jisung, who was walking behind, did not say a word, because such were the rules of simple subordinates. Until the king allows it, the servant must remain silent, maintaining an important appearance.

The large, wide doors swung open, revealing a table set with delicacies and drinks. Minho walked behind the table, sitting down in his already appointed place, stealing glances at his subject, his mouth slightly open, ready to speak.

-Jisung, where is the Emperor of the Kim Dynasty? He was supposed to come to dinner tonight.-Lee asked, who seemed a little annoyed.