The King’s smile melts, “Please, Shannon. Don’t call me, Your Excellency. If you only knew how much it hurt me. Pa, Pappy, or even Pops, but please don’t call me, Your Excellency. It doesn’t make me feel too excellent having a daughter address me in that fashion. You are special to me. From now on, I’m going to call you ‘Sweetie’. So you think on it and decide how you’d like to address me.”