The king's folly

III

There was a loud scream , a sound full of terror and fear as a crowd gathered round the headless body.
The young soon to be king was in his chamber, wearing his robes and having unpleasant hands rummaging through his body when he heard the scream.
"Finally, some fun"
He snatched his cloak and despite certain attempts to stop him ,his personal servants gave up. He bolted out of his chambers, jumped on a horse and raced for the bridge.
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"It still looks fresh" a guard  said,while positioned looking at the headless corpse.
"It was swift and accurate..this person must be a doctor or something." Another said,poking the  body with his gun.
There was a sound of the horse in the distance. The three guards looked towards the  sound. It was the soon to be king dressed in his morning cloak.
He jumped off his horse while the men looked at him in awe.
"My king,you are not supposed to be here" one eventually mustered up courage to speak.
"Yes ..he's right" a female voice said.
The guards looked towards the voice. The queen as an us identified girl in armor helped her down. She looked at them. They immediately knelt in fear.
The queen was known for her strictness,although she was a good ruler, she was known for her sudden outbursts of punishment.
"Ten lashes to each of you for not kneeling immediately"she said as she nodded in contentment.

"Mum-"
"Hush,since you cannot take in to your responsibilities" she said,with a look of contempt. Her eyes were slightly closed and she raised her chin in the air.
"Rebecca"
James rolled his eyes.
"Yes my queen" a young girl slightly James' age came from behind the horse the queen had rode.
She had dark hair,brown eyes and thick lashes which complemented her cup nose and lips on her round face. looking closely, you could see beauty but her armor had her figure and large sword attached at her back changed it all. She held her shield and had a straight face.

"You can't keep letting a young lass watching my ass all day" James said as he glanced sideways in embarrassment.
"Watch it,kid" Rebecca said from clenched teeth.
She hated the boy with all her heart and she was supposed to watch him till he became king. She was his personal guard.

"Who you calling kid..I'm your king" he said as he snatched his sword and took a slash at Rebecca,she weaved ,letting him fall into the bridge.
"Aaaahhhh" James screamed
Then a splash of water. "I can't swim"
The queen shook her head.
"Rebecca,help him"
Rebecca cursed under her breath . She positioned herself but the queen held her and whispered to her.

"Watch him"
She nodded and dived in to save him.
As the queen advanced to her horse, her thoughts were towards the coronation.
I have to cancel it..someone is killing and I don't know who it is.
Her thoughts were broken up by the shouts of "treason" from her son who was struggling and trying to escape Rebecca's grip.
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Directly under the bridge was a small lake and Rebecca dragged the young king into a small forest directly under the bridge.
"You're good with that sword" Rebecca said sarcastically . As she removed her leather boots and drained the water inside.
James' pride was bruised because of the events leading up to that sentence.
He whistled for his horse.
"Where are you going, James"
"None of your business" he said putting his word in his scabbard and climbing on to his horse.
She quickly stood in front of the horse preventing him from leaving.
"What are you doing"
"Do you know how to use that sword?"she said with a sardonic smile on her face.
"Yes,and I don't need help from the likes of you" he said his arms folded.
"I could help you"
"No,I don't want to learn from a young lass I should be saving"
She shook her head.
This boy has read a lot of books
"Get out of my way,I command you"
"We are going together" she raced up and climbed the horse.
"Ok, young lass, don't touch me"he said
They started riding back to the castle.
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A little far north from the castle ,there was a small home. It was like a cottage. In that cottage was a high ranking man in Charlotte named Richard cook. He was in his room writing something. He was sweating profusely while looking out the window directly beside him. He used the back of his hand to wipe the sweat. He stood up from his chair and sighed in relief. He rolled the piece of paper he was writing and went towards a corner in his room and produced a pigeon.
I have to do this..it must be stopped
He stroked the pigeon while gently tying the small note with a piece of cord.
Suddenly he heard the sound of horses outside.
They are here.
Go my love,give it to her.
He pushed the pigeon into the sky and the pigeon flew away.
He grabbed anything he could for a weapon. A penknife. He snatched it as his brain calculated where he would hide.
The footsteps were getting closer.
He ran behind the door and positioned the penknife in his hands. His hands were shaking, as the door creaked.
He jumped out and stabbed the first person he saw on the chest. It wasn't strong enough.  The man slammed his fist into Richard's jaw. Richard tumbled to the ground in agony.
"Please"
"You can't just shut up,we were going to kill that boy" the man said.
He crawled towards the window.
"Hold him" a voice said . Two men dressed in a pink kind of tunic all wearing similar hideous masks held Richard with both hands.
This is where I die.
The voice came from a person. It wore a large tunic so you could not describe the gender of the person. It wore a  large mask hideous mask and it held a sword in its hands.  Its hands were dark and the eyes were blue.
Richard struggled.
His voice of agony echoed through the house.
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