Line of Kings

Seeing the structure of the huge white luxurious Grand villa, Jason could only gasp in shock, it had an ancient look, yet blended into the features of a modern villa. The gardens surrounding it were marvelous, well-groomed with different kinds of flowers in them.

He could see a tall statue of a man standing right in the middle of the villa. The statue was made of bronze and stood over twenty feet. The man had a helmet on his head, and a sword drawn from the sheath strapped to his waist, resting comfortably in his right hand.

He held onto a large shield and positioned himself like he was about to attack someone with his swords, roaring in valor at the sensation of war.

“Who is that?” Jason asked as soon as he had taken a few seconds to glance at the tall statue, not able to withstand the pressure mounted on him by his curiosity.

“That is King Edward Walker, the ruler of the ancient Granada Hills, and the first king who passed on the mantle of leadership to his sons until the tw