Once upon a time lived a happy king. farming, prosperity and expansion of his kingdom, wellbeing of his subjects, the law, medicine...All this and similar rubbish seemed to be boring to one as glorious as him. His majesty was far more interested in significant things. Feasts, fancy robes and other pretty things filled his heart with joy. But one day a terrible disaster disturbed this wonderful life. As always foolish peasants and servents were unhappy about some irevelant nonsense. Plague, drought, famine...his majesty had heard those boring words a hundred times. And each time he was wise enough to forget them by the next morning. But this time was diffrent. People no longer complained. Instead they tried to grab his majesty with their filthy hands. King was frightened. those fools could have demaged his precious robes... No. King could not allow this. So he had to run away. As fast as he could. So fast that his golden crown was left behind..