Many years have passed, and that face still taunts me. I have made it very far in this time, though. Well, I better go visit Sire Mallus.
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"Sire Mallus?"
"Yes, my boy. Come in. I have a request for you."
"What is it?"
"I want you to protect the King."
"Why?"
"I've heard that assisians are going to kill him soon."
"Heard from where?"
"I have my sources. Now, you must hurry."
"Yes, Sire."
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"Your Highness."
"Yes. you may stand."
"Thank you, your Highness."
"Now it is almost time! Protect me with your lives!!!"
"*Group* Yes, your Highness!!!"
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As I slashed my way through all of the assasians, I met their leader. It was the face of the woman I knew. My wife from the village.
"Why?"
"I had to. Don't you see? It was his because of his neglect for his people that our village and our life as we knew it, was taken away from us! Ripped from our hands! That is why the King must die!"
"All this bloodshed for revenge?"
"It was inevitable."
"Have you gone mad!?"
"It was sensable. Please, join me. Let us be reunited once again."
"No! I must stop you!"
"Trie it! I dare you!"
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"I can't believe you killed your own wife. Why?"
"I had no choice. It was my job to protect you. And I did my job."
"Well, you did the country a good deed. I will see it rewarded. Thank you for saving me. I will always be in your debt."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
