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King Oswald X Adventurer Felix
I've been the ruler of this kingdom for years. I took care of the toons abandoned by our creators, pushed away from society. Still I have never met a toon quite like him. It all happened yesterday.
I was standing by my window, looking over the town like always, when one of my guards came in to tell me about a new comer.
They had him tied up, an unusual thing around here.
"I said I'm not harmful" his accent practically took my breath away.
"King, we found him on the outskirts of town. He was found with weapons." One of my guards explained to me.
I collected myself, standing tall and confident in front of the man.
"What were you doing near my town?" I asked, my voice stern unlike usual.
"I don't know...I was exploring like always, you know finding things to write about, when everything started to change. I began falling and falling till I hit the ground and blacked out. When I woke up I was near a pond, where I was rudly pulled away by these two." The man glared at the two guards.
"You didn't let him explain himself?" I turned to the guards.
There facial expressions dropped, the two looking at the ground.
"I will have a word with you two later. As for you. What is your name?" I asked.
"Felix the Cat." The man replied, looking down at the ground.
"Well Felix you are here in the forgotten kingdom for toons." I explained "Now your weapons will be of no use, my guards will take them then show you to your new house" I turned around.
"F-forgotten" I heard the sorrow in his voice.
"Yes" my voice was harsher than I meant.
"Guess no more exploring for me." I heard him sigh before the guards took him away.
I stood by the windows yet again today, and he was standing next to me. Not as my citizen, nor as my peasant, but as my king. A cat who managed to steal my heart the day he was pulled into this world. I will never know how, all I know is that he reminds me of someone I once knew.
I turned to him, looking him up and down.
"Yes?" He asked, his crown sliding down on his ear a little
"Just looking at what is mine" I fixed his crown.
He smiled, our eyes connecting again before I leaned in and kissed him.
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