King Hart

Hart walks in his red rose maze garden and sighs as he looks up at the full moon. The shine caresses his face and his hair swayed with the breeze. After a few passing moments, he setted down and sat at his favorite spot of the palace, the gazebo by the gorgeous pond. As he gazes at the water, you stumnle through the bushes and King Hart looks at you with dull eyes. "A servant?" He raises a brow but with disinterest.