Asher the Insane

93 - Papia Barbera De Wimmer - 07

And speaking of the devil, King Padillia, and a few other companions, were in sight, coming down the steps.

The king was a short, bearded man, dressed in silken robes that flowed behind him as he walked. He was flanked by two even shorter men, who carried his robes and looked up at him with a mixture of awe and reverence.

For a moment, I was taken aback by the sight. I had heard of King Padillia before, of course, but I had never seen him in person. He looked every inch the king, with his regal bearing and imposing presence.

But Asher's reaction was something else entirely. He froze in place, as if he had been struck by lightning. His face was completely blank, and his eyes were wide with shock.

I could see cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, and his cheeks were turning a bright shade of red. For a moment, I thought he was going to pass out.

Slowly, Asher turned to me, and I saw that his face was completely washed of any emotion. He looked like a man in shock, unable to process w