Soldier of Dawn
Solitude is said to linger closely to those who strive higher. I wanted to prove the opposite and had a friend next to me. I was standing as a king and he was my handman. I gave him status, fame, strength… Everything he desired. Yet, he stabbed me when I didn’t expect it. I would say: “Take it my entire throne, my friend! Take everything! I am leaving you with it as I am tired. I am giving it as a gift.
I never believed in the whole world I would be assassinated by someone I trusted with my back for my whole life. I was a king. I inherited my throne from my father who got it from his father and this way on. We were on the rule for centuries. There is no royal road and no luck in being a king; I’ve got to work harder than anyone else did.
For surely a king stays a man and no one can deny this fact. I was a man who let his desires and dreams get behind him, who let the honour and principles control his life, and who had regrets about everything. I wanted a life but the kingdom had so much to protect and so much to rule.
With a second chance even in the plaguelands, I would be satisfied with correcting my ignorance and fulfilling my regrets. Allow me to show you, to prove to you what a former king can do to wage war on the man who let my kingdom drown in misery and poverty.
Cheers_everyone · Fantasie
