I woke up in a cold, dark room, my hands were tied together behind the chair I was sitting in. I bit my lip, wiggling my hands around trying to break the rope that bided them. But it was no use, they were tied too tight. I though all of this was just a nightmare, now I just wish it was. I looked around the room, it was just me in there. I tried to break free again, having no luck.
"Would you stop with that, you're only hurting yourself" the man said, walking into the room.
"Oh, and you suddenly care what happens to me?" I scoffed.
"As a matter of fact, I do. You see, if something happens to you, all my leverage on the king...is gone" the man explained.
"Who are you?" I snapped, looking up at his dark face.
"Like I said, you'll figure that out, in time" he said, smiling at me.
"What do you want from me?" I asked.
"My lord, you do ask a lot of questions" he grumbled.
"I have been told" I mumbled.
"Well, shut up!" He yelled, leaning down to get in my face.
"Are you going to kill me?" I asked, taking a deep breath.
"There you go with the questions again," he chuckled, breathing in my face. His breath smelled like literal death, it made me want to throw up. "I'm not going to kill you, not yet at least."
"Not yet?" I asked.
"Well, I need the king to suffer" he said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Why? What did he do to you?" I asked.
"Maybe it's not him you should be asking about...but his father. Oh, that man could kill an innocent man without the blink of an eye" the man said, pacing around the room.
"What do you mean?" I asked, fighting against the ropes again.
"King John was the worst man you could ever imagine" he said.
"Then why are you punishing King Edward?" I asked, feeling the skin on my wrist burn from the harsh rope.
"Because John took everything from me!" He yelled in my face.
"I still don't get what this has to do with Edward!" I yelled back, feeling tears burn in my eyes.
"All royals are the same, are they not?" He asked, a disgusting smirk on his face. "If I can't punish John for what he did, I can punish his son."
"That makes no since!" I said, tears rolling down my face.
"You have no idea!" He yelled.
"What did King John do to you?!" I asked.
"He took everything I loved, my life!" He yelled.
"What?" I asked, sniffling.
"He killed my wife...hung her without a second thought" he said, voice full of sorrow.
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The King
FanfictionKing Edward. If there's one word to describe him, it's ruthless, or cruel. He's know as the leader in one of the biggest countries in this time, England. After his fathers passing, Edward became hard and cold, never came out of the castle to visit...
