Locuras Del Emperador - ~upd~

The empire called him mad. “The Emperor has lost his groove,” they said.

Kuzco wanted to sneer, I weigh exactly eighty pounds of pure imperial majesty. But only a pathetic hrumph came out. locuras del emperador

The Groove of the Humble Llama

And Kuzco, for the first time, smiled. “No,” he replied. “I finally found it.” The empire called him mad

At first, he raged. He tried to decree the river to part, the sun to move faster, the village children to stop laughing at his fuzzy ears. But the river ignored him. The sun baked him. And the children threw dandelions at his nose. for the first time