The forest was silent, only the sound of trees and birds, Carl still looking around with his sword already out for action. Carl was walking slowly, trying to observe everything. He was caught by a rope trap; it caught his leg and lifted him up to a tree. His sword fell on the floor, and his arrows were all shattered on the ground. He was helpless. Just there until the afternoon, when the cannibals arrived, Carl was already down; he was unconscious. The cannibals threw him away and locked him up in a cage.They are three men in the cage; Carl made them four; three men were from England. When Carl got himself at night, the cannibals were doing their rituals, singing songs, dancing around a burning fire."Oh, my head hurts. Where am I?" Carl asks, his voice very low."Finally, you're awake; how did they get you?" the first man asked."I don't know; I was caught up in a trap. Where am I?" Carl asked the man."You are in the cage; this is the land of the cannibals; they kill and eat human b
Carl stood up immediately, pointed his arrows towards the opening at the cave, in alert to shoot anything that'd come out of the cave, but nothing came out. He waited for some time, and nothing showed up—no sign of the tigers."Can we just leave here, Robin? I think we have lost them." Harry cried out."Wait, how did that come out? I chased them away," Lodin said."No, you didn't; you made them run after us." Carl shouted Lodin and Carl start arguing about who and who made the tiger come to them. Harry was at a place looking at them."Oh, oh, I think we have a deep problem," Harry said to Lodin and Carl.Lodin and Carl stopped arguing as they looked around. They had been surrounded by the English Warriors."On the floor, all your weapons, put your hands up!" a voice shouted.Carl dropped his sword, archers, and Harry dropped his own. The English warrior tied them up and bundled them to the cage; they were about to be taken to the king. On their way to the king, the warriors were in r
Carl had taken his bath, the royal maid gave him new clothes to changeto, he sat on the chair inside the room, which he would be sharing with Jasper. Jasper walked into the room, and he kept looking at Carl suspiciously."Why are you looking at me that way? Is that how you treat your guests?" Carl asks."And you should get it in your head; you're not my guest; I didn't give you a room; the prince did; there is something about you that is real; I don't know, but it will soon be revealed." Jasper burst upCarl stood up from his seat and went close to Jasper. He pulled a dagger that was placed on the table and pointed it at Jasper."You seem to have hated me without knowing me. That's fine. This is a dagger; take it, kill me now, and throw me out of the window," Carl said.Carl dropped the dagger at Jasper's feet. He kneeled down and placed his head on Jasper's knee while his hand was at his back. Jasper picked up the dagger, raised it up, dropped it at the table, and took Carl up."I am
"There should be new competitors in the fighting competitions," King Alfred said.He is addressing his royal elders about the fighting competition coming up the following day as the festival of Easter will take place. There are already three contestants, and the king wants to add one more fighter to make it four; only one is to survive.Prince Oliver walks in. In the middle of the meeting, his sister follows up. She is not 100 percent happy because of Carl. The queen is already seated with the council as they make their discussion."If you're talking about adding a fourth person, who will you pick for the fourth person?" Sir Mason asked."What is it about the fourth person here? What is that mom?" Princess Emma asked her mother."Princess, this is about a fight competition coming up tomorrow; it will kick off as the Easter celebration is going on," Sir Leonard answers."Is certain I have someone to fight? He would be the fourth man," princess Emma said.Everyone looked at her, and th
King Alfred comes across a scroll with ancient secrets yielding stories from the past and he delved into it.Many Years agoThe only sound was the tapping of cutlet nails on the large dinning table. All retainers stood, trying their stylish not to twitch, heart forging, all trying to maintain a calm address, surely fear was the least thing they demanded. The large double door opened and in came king Dwayne Cedric, his crown in hand as he scratched what hair was left on his balding head. The faces of the retainers looked to him hopefully and he looked down dejectedly. " They're in, nothing can be done" he rumored lowly. Horror struck the faces of all in the room, what semblance of calm they had shattered as the riots from outside filtered into the room. The colliding of sword to sword was well as the guggling sound of men being taken. With each laugh and yell, the retainers fled the palace in all directions, taking what they could in haste and confusion. They had been the most piou
There's a bell nearly was the first study that came to Selene as she woke. The dim room she set up herself in had a strange damp smell that reminded her of her rare visits to the city abattoir. She snappily rose, crinkling her nose and examining where she laid. A thin hairpiece that was made of cotton, it's brown color no doubt had formerly been a white, but with the stains, it was hard to tell. " Mia. Wake up" she rumored cautiously, believing her family was hard. The silent echo she got was hers. " Mia?. Mia" she rumored lowly into the dim room but was still answered with silence. Turning around sluggishly with stopgap of seeing in the dark room, Selene went as far as she could with the darkness but there sounded to be no Mia. Angry and spooked, Selene went to the door which was a thick mahogany wood, the hinges looked old and loosening, she banged with what strength she had. " Mia!! Father!!" she yelled Why would they put her down from her family? She allowed Were they s
The only source of light was the shaft from the sun that streamed into the large dungeon from six sword bars criss- crossed, too high up in the ceiling for anyone to reach, too narrow for a baby to pass through. The dungeon was noisy from dusk till dawn with the whispers of the men and woman in there, arguing, wailing and cursing each other and the guards outdoors. Sniffles and soft cries also came from the little queen next to Selene. " I am empty" Mia said, her voice coarse form crying all day. Selene had tried her stylish to soothe the the spooked child but it was fruitless. " We can not eat what they bring. Who knows what they put in it, I will request to speak with father also he will decide what to do" Selene said, bruiting the last part to herself. She desperately wished she had taken off in that carriage when all her half- sisters had. " But I am empty, I will die" Mia claimed, weeping. Selene glared at the child, she did not want any drama, the townies were locked in with
The wails sounded, it kept ringing through his soul. The wails he was certain would ever be in his head. Edgar woke with a jolt. He'd a agony- again. Rolling out of bed, he threw on a mask and went to his wine press that sat behind a bookshelf. The potion the croaker gave him only made him dizzy but sleep still could not find him. It was a useless as all the drug's he would taken for decades now, he demanded wine. He smiled plaintively at the recollections, the veritably first time he dared to love and nature had thrown it right back to his face. Making his heart oath noway to be so foolish again. He bedded women and that was it, he did not need to love anyone and he clearly demanded no child. No matter what the council and Nicholas said of his lineage, he did not want any boy to suffer his fate. He couldn't. He was not ready to sire a son or raise any child for that matter. Edgar hummed and sat on the soft spread that laid on his large king bed. His mind drifting to the termaga