"Yes, your majesty. Of course you may."said the man with the weird beard. It was longish, about 6 inches and was cream in color. What was weird about it was that it looked like an inverted Christmas tree. The man's eyes were almond shaped and his ears were a bit too long, something like an elf's ear, just a bit shorter. His nose was crooked and his mouth seemed to be permanently fixed like a frown.
"Are you sure? Like I can sit on this throne? Order people around? RULE THIS PLACE?!" I asked him again, just to be sure. The patient beardo calmly replied that I could do that.
Before I could annoy him more by asking the same question for the 4th time, a tall man with smartly slicked hair came rushing to the courtroom. Panting, he said "Quick! His Majesty is coming!" On hearing that, every person in the room brushed off the creases on their clothes and immediately straightened their posture. The beardo, who was patiently explaining everything to me, visibly tensed up and assumed the attention position. I started feeling weird, since I was the only one sitting on the chair calmly. Suddenly, majestic horns could be heard, and I swear, it would blast your eardrums.
And there I saw him, the King because of whom even the calm tensed up. He really did look majestic, all decked up with jewellery. But those jewellery were black, not any other colour. Not one was shining and sparkling and colorful. Talk about weirdness. His face, now all wrinkly, showed signs of handsomeness. "He must have been very good-looking" I thought. He had a flat nose and very small ears. He had a visible squint and a light French beard. A few strands of his blonde hair was coming out of his majestic black stone-studded crown. "Oh my! You are here! My son! My dear son!"cried out the King, in his deep voice.
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I woke up with a start. Was that a dream? It felt so real. Was he mentioning me as his son? Me? How? Sharing this dream with Mom was ruled out.
Feeling bad, I thought how life would be with friends. Sleepily, I looked at the clock. Cursing my fate, I ran to get ready quickly and rush to school. Mentally, I got ready for mom's scoldings.
Ah damn.
