The King was a man of wisdom and compassion who cared for all his people, and they cared for him.
On a very unfortunate day while heading to the parish he was kidnapped by demons, and after six months he escaped and returned home. He came back scarred and fractured, in more ways than one. The most obvious was his beloved arm, something quite important for the king that no gold could ever replace.
Upon his voyage to return to his land, the King requested a priest exonerate him for what he had experienced with the demons that had played with his pain. The priest stood with a distraught expression of bewilderment as he listened to the his Royal Highness.