I think its the right time to tell you about my misfortunes.   
It all started when I was a king of Lavaca. I bet you're also wondering how a noble royal man would end up imprisoned well you have to listen to the rest of the story. "King knower, if you would like to attend the royal jousting match then I suppose you get ready real soon, sir"  My main servant reminded me as he went od to get my purple robe. However I lay back in my gold throne as relaxed as I could be. "please, sir, hurry up!" My servant cried getting my robe and shoes. And as I walked through the door to the tournament I... "I think my shoes need a good polishing, Everest!" Oh, that's my master again, maybe I can finish later...