3. "His last breath"
Proper pronunciation: King Dzxyrus (zy-rus)
The city center was bustling with people. There are lots of food, games and activities everywhere you go, Children's laughter and chatters filled the air. The citizens of the town were either dancing, eating or simply just having fun.
"throw tomatoes on the witches! Just a copper coin to play mates!" yelled by the man standing near a booth, he holds a basket of ripe tomatoes, waiting for the town's people who wants to play. A young man in his twenties went near him and ask.
"how do you play this game mate?" the man smiled and told him the directions.
"you just need to throw the tomatoes to those horrible moving witches, once a cardboard was covered with tomatoes within the time limit you win!"
"don't mind if I try then" the young man said and give the man a single copper coin.
"sugar candies! Just for a quarter!"
"shoot the apple on the basket!"
"mystery boxes!"
It was a wonderful night; the town was filled with citizens and some visitors from other town that especially went there to celebrate the occasion. Peoples faces were filled with a warmth smile, clearly showing that they are having enjoyable experience for tonight.
'the witches help these people, but what do they get in return? The kings are such vile beings' the old woman hiding across the street thought as she watches the town's people having fun while slandering and making fun of the witches.
"Everyone! Gather up!" the city mayor told the townsfolk. The event for the night is formally starting. Everyone stopped what they are doing and went near the stage. The city mayor showed them a satisfied smile before he continued talking.
"I want to thank everyone that is here tonight, this year we are very blessed for another abundant harvest. Now let me present you our beloved king, King Dzxyrus Gottenberg III" after he spoke, the king rose from his chair and went to the center of the stage to deliver his speech to his loyal subjects.
"the gods above are us are granting us their grace, we must thank them for everything. Without them us kings wouldn't exist to rule these lands. For tonight we must enjoy and cherish those blessings!" the king ended his short speech with a smile. The crowd cheered for him.
"long live King Dzxyrus!"
"long live our king"
"long live the kings!"
The city center of the town was filled with an extravagant banquet afterwards. There are lots of mouthwatering foods that the towns people prepared, there are roast chickens and turkey, lot of fruits and flavorful wines to be served for the officials and the royalty of the kingdom.
"everyone!" the queen caught the attention of the people in the banquet when she sounded the glass of her wine using the fork.
"I would like to propose a toast to our beloved King Dzxyrus for his passionate hard work for our kingdom" the queen stated with a smile before the couple drink their wine. The whole banquet was filled with chatters and praises for the king and the queen. Everyone was very satisfied for another marvelous feast in their kingdom.
"your majesty, I prepared a group of dancers that will entertain us this evening. Let us welcome them." The city mayor said, a group of charming ladies dressed in such glamorous costumes entered the scene. They went to the open space in the center of the banquet before they start to perform their dance. The people's face was filled with amusement as they watch the dancers perform, focusing their sight on their every move.
"an exquisite wine just for his majesty to enjoy." A lady servant with a beautiful smile said to the king. She was holding a serving saucer in her both hands who hold a mystical looking wine. The king returned her smile and get the wine from her, he drinks the wine without second thoughts.
Suddenly he felt so uncomfortable and different, he looked at the lady servant but before he knew she already left. He holds tight on his chest, so hard that he felt a difficulty in breathing. The queen noticed it when she looks at him with eyes filled with concern and asks.
"is everything alright my dear?" but before the king answered her, he fell on his chair. The dancing stop immediately and the city officials look on their king. He groaned like he is in a deep pain, but he cannot say what he truly feels.
"your majesty!" they shouted, but when the king tried to speak blood oozed down on his mouth, his eyes are bloodshot. The king felt an unimaginable pain, his cried tears of blood.
They immediately went to their king. But before they knew it, they are too late. There is no pulse left, the king that they once cherished was dead. The queen was shocked before she processed what happened to her husband. She cried tears of misery, her make up was messed up but she doesn't mind. Her beloved man was dead, she shouted his name despair.
The townsfolk were also horrified of what they seen. Their only and dearest king was bleeding nonstop even though he's already dead. Suddenly there was a loud gush of wind, their surroundings darkened, the dark clouds gathered in the top of the city center. The winds became a lot colder than before; they are terrified when they heard a whisper in their ears and felt the chills penetrating their skin to their bones.
'short live the kings' that is the lastthing they all heard before the queen passed out and the body of their king wasburned into dust.
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(A.N. another update, hope you guys like it. ❤)
