Sooner..

The ruler..The protector..That was I.

I sat on a throne, achieving nothing but shame, "TREACHERY!", the peasants cried.

As a king, there is nothing to hide, especially the burden that you really cannot hold inside.

Then came a peasant girl, who of which i had forgotten the name of, with a strict warning to the the town.

"Orcs from the north will attack in ten days, and this kingdom will fall down!"

Me, being the the doubtful king that i once was, denied a "false" warning from peasants.

I thought that the orcs were afraid of us, and to that i thought it would be pleasant.

I thought it would be pleasant not to hide, but to see FEAR in the enemies eyes.

I scolded her, and made her leave that castle.

The knights escorted her out, and to my disagreement, she started to pout.

I sat on that throne, achieving nothing but shame, "TREACHERY!", the peasants cried.

As a king, there is nothing to hide, especially the burden that you really cannot hide.

Then again the girl came with a strict warning to the town.

"Orcs from the north will attack in ten days, and this kingdom will fall down!"

Then again...I still resisted, and ignored the peasant girl.

The little girl said, "You do this because you are afraid, not because of people like me..."

The knights escorted her out once again.

I never let her in, since them.

The elves of the kingdom, believed the little girl, and she was determined to protect the kingdom from the orcs. Quoth the elves, "This will not work!".

Still forgetting her name...

Days passed on, and they passed on once more, and i still have learned nothing.

Until finally..The tenth day arrives.

The elves got together and held hands,

The mages chanted their ritualistic prayers,

The peasants prayed as well,

And i..? I did nothing more..

I looked out the window, to see the crowd or orcs stomping and marching towards the

Gates of the castle, and killed the gatekeeper..

I sent out my knights, and i sat back in my throne, as pride pesters and infects me, a lot of swords clinking together, arrows being shot, waraxes swung around vigorously..

And by the hour, i looked out of my castle to find my knights brutally massacred, the peasants hid, the elves stayed alert, and the wizards prepared their spells..Until the little girl stood in front of the crowd of orcs, with a stiletto dagger, and nothing more..

If only i had known, if only i had known the pride was taking over,

In the end i started to feel sober..

The elder orc bring the girl to her knees, lifting the waraxe..

So yes, even as a peasant there is NOTHING to hide, especially the burden that you really cannot hold inside.. "TREACHERY..! GLUTTONY..!" The little girls poor parents cried..

While the waraxe is LOUDER than THUNDER, as the stiletto sounds soft as a psalm, and i NEVER can run from, nor HIDE what i have done from the burnt eyes of my kingdom in the hands of harm..Sitting in a pile of rubble, sooner, i wish i had known, sooner, i wish i prepared my knights, sooner, i wish i knew the true meaning of being a king, yes..I finally know her name again..

I finally know her name is...