Treason's Redemption
After a bit of a raucous, I found myself waking in the bed of the cabin I was lodging in, I stood and took a look around. I found that a few things had been moved such as the mirror, my boots, and... “MY SWORD ” I yelled aloud. A door creaked open and to my surprise there stood the old corporal. “What are you after?” I asked hotly.
“Vengeance and your crucifixion.” He replied softly with my sword in hand, “after what you made me do to the kingdom that stood here, and left me for dead, I vowed to have your head mounted ”
“A bold claim.” I said smoothly. At these words he charged in a wild frenzy of slashing and flailing of my blade. While easily evading the swings I mocked “Heh, even a child can swing as you do ”
“Shut your trap and just die.” He demanded angrily. But, as if to deny his ‘request’ the sword, dubbed Mortikye, stuck to the wall behind me. The corporal tried in vein to pry it from its new pedestal, then in a flash my claw-cloven hand ripped through his chest, spreading blood across the newly decor-scared-room.
... “Don’t you remember my queen? You asked me for a child. I didn’t want to deny the request of royal blood ”
“You can’t possibly be serious.” She said after a time. Is he babbling or is he telling the truth, I do recall asking for one drink. While she contemplated these thoughts the king became dressed rather quickly. “If what you say is true then I am forced to apologize, my king...AH ” All that where in the room fell suddenly to the floor below, a gigas claw shredding through the wall behind them.
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