It was dark in the castle, a cool breeze blew through the halls. All doors were locked and some candles were slowly burning out. The castle was quiet at night, the only sound was the leaves blowing in the soft wind.
A pair of black horses road up to the thick closed gates, carful not to make a sound. The two Knights hopped off the horses. As they walked to the gates, archers in the surrounding forest killed the guards scattered all over the castle.
The knights eventually cut open the gate, just big enough for a person in armour to fit through. They got back on their horses and road away only for a few assassins to quietly run through the gate opening.
The assassins ran through the castle silently killing awoken people one by one. Once they reached the vault room, they found the king. He was waiting. The king must have seen the gates being cut, now he was here, with armour and a sword.
The fight lasted pretty long. A few assassins had died and others from around the castle had joined the fight. The king was eventually over thrown and now layed dead in his own blood.
Word had gotten out about the Kings death and the assassins king now rules the castle and everything in it. The queen of the fallen king had died because of her own wishes, so now a princess from another castle helps rule the over taken castle with the king.
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Short Stories
Short StoryThese stories are something I put together while I was bored. Some of these stories I wrote in class and I didn't have much thought it them, so they are very short and not well thought of. Other stories are a bit longer. Maybe a few pages long, that...
