Rayo a King?

We are in a global meeting. Some tribes have taken the trouble to come, as well as kings from other cities, mostly from the northern continent. They were all blond with little goatees, small ears, and blue eyes. They were all dressed chic, except me. We are all sitting around a large and long table, I don't know how many we are. Two people caught my attention: an old man with a long beard, apparently the most respected in the room, and a girl with long coppery brown hair and hazel eyes.

The old man began:

"I have gathered you all here to discuss the tragedy of Madina. According to the testimony of the sole survivor, Sir Zighko, it is concluded that after bell chimes, the city was annihilated, only he remained alive, and the cause of their death remains unknown."

Perhaps a counselor, behind him, added:

"According to our sources, a knight of Anermi was present on the premises and his head was found hanging as a door number of his home."

A sense of astonishment was felt in the room because we were talking about a knight of Anermi, the most powerful army ever trained to maintain peace, since it does not belong to any city or continent but to the tribes who are pacifists. After another counselor apparently whispered in the king's ear, then the old man continued:

"After investigation, we have confirmed that Sir Zighko was indeed from Madina, was present on the premises, and was in good mental and physical health during the tragedy. Sir Zighko, you are officially the king of Madina."

I spoke up:

"Thank you, but I would like to ask you a question."

"But of course, Sir Zighko."

"You have confirmed all conditions except one."

"Which one?"

"That I was the only survivor from Madina!"

"Yes, I understand, however, we forgot to inform you that Ima, the girl over there, is also from Madina. She was not present on the premises at the time of the tragedy but according to the regulation, she has the right to have a good position in the government according to your choice."

"I accept her as the supreme advisor to the king."

"She could not have hoped for better, hhhhh, except if you abdicated the throne, but your wishes are applied. Ima!!! Please join Sir Zighko. The meeting is over, thank you for your presence."

Interesting, at least I'll have more maneuverability in Madina. Hori was... uh sorry, I meant Ima. She approached and began to introduce herself with a sincere and enthusiastic smile:

"Hello Your Highness Zighko, my name is Hori Ima, I'm 15 years old, and I'm from Madina. I have diplomas in general administration, military, financial, educational... nice to meet you!!"

I see. She deserves to be queen while I... anyway, pleased to meet you.

Quote:

"The worst move can only be played by the one who knows the best moves."