The King

Death of...Who?

The king sat in the throne room, alone and stressed. He could stop the terrible thoughts that were wandering around in his brain. He sat there, in the silence, the only sound was the rain that beat down on the windows. The rain was strange today, like it was reflecting the kings mood...anger. King Edward couldn't explain what he was going though, what he was feeling, no one would understand...he doesn't even understand it himself.

He just knows that it hurts. It hurts so bad and he can't stop it. He just wanted it to stop, all of it to end. He didn't care anymore.

He was numb...the woman he loved was possibly dead and he didn't even get the chance to tell her how he felt...why? Because he was scared. But now, he couldn't be anymore terrified, just the mirror thought of never seeing her again killed him.

He sat there, lips pursed, eyebrows furrowed in thought. He was interrupted when one of the knights charged into the room, flinging the doors open in his wake.

"Sire, we've found Sir Leon in the woods," he said, the king stood up, sighing.

"Good work, where is he?" Ed asked.

"The infirmary, I fear he's been injured" the knight said.

"By what?" The king asked, confused.

"He did not say, Sire. But he really wanted to see you," he said.

"I will be sure to speak with him, thank you Sir Felix," the king said.

"He sounded urgent, Sire," Sir Felix pushed.

"I will go see him now then," the king said, sighing.

"Sure, are you feeling well?" Felix pushed.

"I'm fine, Felix. Thank you" Ed said, walking out of the throne room.

"Alright, Sire" Felix said, bowing to his king before turning to leave.

"Felix?" The king said, turning to him.

"Where did you find Sir Leon?" The king asked, eyebrows furrowed.

"In the woods, Sire" Felix said.

"Hmm, strange" the king said before turning to walk away.

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The King entered the infirmary, immediately being met with the sound of ill people, coughing and groaning. His face contorted into pure disgust as he watch someone throw up while he walked by them.

"Um...excuse me?" The King said, tapping the nurses shoulder from behind.

"You'll have to wait a minute, Sir. We are awfully busy," she said in a strong Scottish accent.

"Yes, could you please direct me to Sir Leon," Ed said, feeling a bit agitated my the nurse already.

"Oh, your majesty, my apologies," she said, turning around, "what brings ya in here?"

"Could you please tell me where Sir Leon is?" He asked through his teeth, getting pissed.

"Of course, Sire. He's right over there," she said, pointing down a row of beds.

"Thank you," he breathed, excusing himself from her to walk over to Leon.

"Sire!" Leon said, once he'd caught sight of the King.

"Are you well, Leon?" The King asked, sitting in the chair next to his bed.

"Yes, Sire. I have news for you," Leon said quickly.

"Go on," the King said.

"I cannot tell you here," Leon whispered. The King gave him a confused look.