King Dann

King Dann, the ruler of the Kingdom of Change, was riding through the bustling marketplace when he heard a commotion. He turned his horse and saw a small crowd gathered around a lone figure being accosted by several men. Without hesitation, King Dann dismounted and strode towards the mob. His imposing presence and regal bearing instantly silenced the crowd. He raised his hand, and the men assaulting the stranger stopped in their tracks. "What is the meaning of this?" King Dann demanded, his voice stern but calm. The men stammered and exchanged nervous glances. One of them finally spoke, bowing his head slightly. "Your Majesty, this stranger… this stranger is a foreigner and who we suspect is up to no good." Dann looked at the stranger. He was dressed in simple clothing, but there was an air of dignity about him that demanded respect. The men bowed their heads and slunk away. Dann turned back to the stranger. "Come with me to the palace. You'll be safer there." Dann said kindly.