[Doctor Gabriel]

A male voice snapped The Vagrant King's wandering mind back to his body. But not just any voice, a voice that brought with it coherent sentences and didn't even call him a cloud!

His Majesty would have been overjoyed... Had the coherent sentences not been insulting me.

"Kid?!" Our Beloved King cried in outrage before spinning round (insuring his coattails fluttered dramatically as he did so) and strode toward the man who had referred to him with such disrespect.

The Vagrant King marched confidently forward and glared at the man, doing his best to make himself seem as large and intimidating as he could. Unfortunately, that feat was made rather difficult considering his majestically quaffed hair only barely crested the stranger's eyebrows.

"Have you any idea to whom you are speaking?" Lord Gabriel interrogated with a demanding finger aimed at the man's face, "Why, while you were still learning how to SPELL YOUR NAME, I was being trained to conquer kingdoms!"

His Majesty cackled with pride, throwing back his head and gripping his smirking face with one hand, insuring to leave one, piercing golden eye visible between his fingers. He leaned backward just enough to ensure the little moonlight illuminated his upper body purposefully, before pointing his finger at the man, for emphasis this time, and introduced himself properly.

"You stand before The Vagrant King, Lord Gabriel! Defender of the oppressed masses and scourge of their corrupt, despicable lords! I have lived a thousands lives, crossed every border on this world at least thrice over, and loved more women, more passionately than you have seen in your entire life! I'm no more a kid than you are, my weary eyed friend!"