The sun had just arisen on the north part of the tower, waking with it the King, King Julius who had
Reigned for 20 years ... He had to admit, he was growing tired.
All the dramatics, the people, some who hate you for no reason, some who over love you like they have known you forever.
He was a good king, A fair one most would say.. But his kindness was often taken as a weakness and because of that,
Crime rates rose among the Romanian people as a whole
His Army had grown lazy, and even though he had no enemies as far as he was concerned,
If someone did want to strike him, at this point it would be fairly easy.
If they knew how lazy everyone had gotten.
The doors to the throne opened swiftly as he emerged
He sat lazily on the throne, his head resting on his hand, supported by his elbow which rested on the chair's handle
"And to what do I owe this visit peasant?" He said nonchalantly as a common man walked in.
"Sir.." He said bowing in the presence of the king
"Your Chief of Soldiers.. ordered for my brother to be hanged this evening!" The peasant said
Desperately. The king looked at one of his soldiers who shrugged.
"The crime?" He Said, sighing
The peasant got on his knees in a begging motion. "Your greatness, he stole fruit!"
The king looked at his soldier "Send for Ethan"