Battle Royale

Battle Royale

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Wed, Nov 2, 2016<5 mins
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( WARNING: This book contains; Violence, cursing.) I never knew such thing would come to this day. Looked straight up to my father, as he cleaned his bloody sword;that his other brother gave him. I asked him what this whole thing is about, and what is he going to do with that sword of his. He'd always say to me; "It's nothing. Well, your desperate...I might as well tell you. Since there is so many kings and queens, we or all of us are going to have the most bloody war that has ever happen..." I opened my mouth to say something but he continued. " But, you son...Is going to fight to. I can't make that happen though. I'll just have to find a safe place, where you, your brother, and sister to hide." I interjected. " I'm a prince. And princes are supposed to fight. It even said in fairy tales...!" Then father took a deep breath, and said, " We'll see what I can do." Then he slide his sword back to his sword pocket-carrier.
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Two brothers learn who each other really are while on an adventure. Who will be king? Can they stop a civil war? Will they find and accept their mates? Could I suck any worse at descriptions?... probably not. Still, I think you should give the story a chance before you disregard it. Story excerpt: "I don't want to be a king. I've never wanted to be king! You know this, Father. Please..." I beg hoping he has another solution. "I see no other option. Look out the window, Ethan. It hasn't even been an hour, and a crowd has gathered at our doors. What do you want me to do? The people love you. The soldiers respect you. The only members of the clan you need to win over are the stuffed shirts and with what your brother just pulled? You're as good as gold." "You wanted this to happen." I accuse him, and he shrugs. "Want? No. Expect? Yes. Your brother is more concerned with holding his mothers dress than leading his people... but by all means, if you have a plan to make him a worthy ruler, lay it out for me, Captain." Father responds, looking for a battle plan to reign in his own son. "Are you willing to stand up to your mate?" I ask and he shudders before nodding. I've got some work to do.

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