Jasmine's Deserted Kingdom.
Levi reached the camp just as Arthur finished dragging an enormous throne to the head of the dining table... he had a wide, foolish grin planted across his face.
His Harmonic Spine traced its high back, broad armrests, and the three stars mounted above it... There were even steps leading to the seat.
Jojo was spreading a tablecloth in front of them.
"Your Majesty!" Arthur announced while bowing with his arms raised. "Your humble brother has prepared your seat!"
Levi stopped walking, his brows twitching... he could already tell that none of them intended to let him eat in peace.
"What happened to regular chairs?"
"Nothing. Those are for us... peasants." Shia sighed.
"He wanted a bigger one," Nurah informed him. "But then you wouldn't have been able to reach the table."
"Tsk, a king shouldn't have to reach... People bring him things." Arthur glared at them for daring to make such disrespectful remarks.
