A divine location filled with the smells of religious scents. Red carpet is laid son the floor, red worship ornaments lace the walls and fire torches hover upon pedestals. The Statue of Omamoko rests upon the crescendo at the end of the walking aisle, its eye gleaming with Imperial Stone.
Within the King's Mansion, Inside Temple
maid
king
I am the king. I rule this kingdom alongside my wife, the queen. It is my divine right to be the king because my father was the king before me.
Did I speak to you? Why are you speaking to the King? Sorry, I was just trying to be polite. I will go on about my work.  Girl, is it you who is in charge of cleaning the Statue of Omamoko? Yes Sir My father’s father’s father had that statue made. Did you know that? No Sir I didn’t think so, otherwise you wouldn’t be so clumsy with it. I'm not clumsy. Your father never spoke to me this way. Why are you so mean to me? Are you questioning the divine right of the King? You will not lay your hand's on me. How could you claim to be a person of god? You are a animal and can find your self a new Maid if this is how you will treat me. Your father chose me for a reason because I have always gone above and beyond to take care of him and your family. How could you treat someone that practically took care of you most your life with such disrespect?  Perhaps you’d like to spend some time with the king’s hounds? Perhaps your whole family would. Fine, you will see soon enough how much I really do for you why I am gone.