Shy

Once upon a time there was a king. An ordinary king,
But he knew that he was unordinary. And he really wanted everyone to know that. They gave him an unordinary name. But the servants between himself called him just- Nash.
-Did you see Nash? Pink ribbons on green pants? Is that what they wear now?
The king was getting worried:
-They were given to him with these ribbons!
-We need to throw those away, didn’t you hear? They stood in the middle and climbed on to the stool and read poems. There was no point, no rhythm! - The king said angrily.
-Something for us and all of this, there is just not enough…
- I've had enough of all of you! - screamed the king, he grabbed grandpa king Georges bust.
-Can you believe after this, how Nash threw Carl (it's the neighbor of the king) Carl began to shutter.
Here the king spit on everyone and decided to not show.
- Looks like, we had monarch, - starting to worry in a week.
- And remember, he loved poems and was so unpredictable.
-Where is he now?
-Everyone was like, there was something in him.
Here the king has lost his mind and came out.
-Well hello king! - everyone called out.
The king said:
-Here I stand in front of all of you. I have two king hands, two king legs and a big king ear.
Everyone almost cried. And nicknamed him modest.
-Well though. -nodded Nash modest.