He was barely a lad when he started to throttle on the saddle of royalty, while others jive afar from the dance hall of the palace, he buried himself in the art.. This he did with dispassionate interest, to him, it was a responsibility for a child to hold the bowl while the king feast. Nature with her way of giving what you give her decided to throw this lad to the throne. Today, he sits in magnificent majesty on the throne he was once a manservant. Indeed for every…