The king

In a country there was a tyrant king. He did various kinds of torture. People's horses and donkeys were taken by force. One day the king went hunting with his army. An aristocracy of kings who come hunting in droves and it's a big festival. The king went far away alone in pursuit of a prey. He doesn't care about anything else.

It was evening. The king felt a thick darkness descending over the forest. No attendants. Completely unfamiliar place. He took refuge in a nearby village. He expressed his desire to spend the night at a rich man's house. After a while he saw the rich man beating his donkey.