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"Silver Staff Part 3" by Emma Carolina Wahrenberg
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SILVER STAFF PART 3
The king picked up one of the many papers lying on his desk and stared at it, but he was too tired to read any of those words written on it with black ink, way too tired. He wanted to rest, the only thing he wanted right now was a soft, warm bed, but he had no time. All this work… sometimes he wished the Silver Staff had never chosen him, when he was young he did never understand how tough it could be to be the king in such a big kingdom. But he loved his kingdom. He loved the kingdom and the people, he wanted to be a good king, and he wanted everyone to be happy. So he did what he could, and he did only do it for his people.
A king could neither be selfish or greedy, and that was why he was so worried about his son. The Silver Staff would never let his only son rule if he continued like this. He hoped Rey would change, he was still so young, so maybe there still was a chance, maybe he could change…
A knock on the door broke off the kings thoughts, and he slowly rose from the chair. He had told his guards they would not let anyone in, that he needed to work without interruptions, but it did not matter now since he was so tired he could not even concentrate, he would just continue with everything tomorrow.
“I’m coming, I’m coming”, he said and opened the thick, black wooden door, and when he saw who stood there, in the doorway, he took a surprised step backward. “Rey? What are you doing here, my son?”
Rey looked at the king and smiled brightly, looking almost like a normal, twelve years old boy. He did almost never smile like that, but it made the kings heart feel so warm, it made him believe his son could change, that the hope was not out.
“Hello, father”, Rey said. “I just came here to… talk to you a little.”
The king smiled back, he could not do anything else when his soon looked so… happy.
“What is it, Rey? You can talk about everything with me.”
“Really?” Rey said. “I’m glad.” And suddenly that smile disappeared, and Rey’s eyes became very dark, almost black, and his voice was suddenly so… cold. The king automatically took one more step backwards when he saw his son’s expression. Those eyes… they made him freeze. Was he really this scared of his own son? For one second, he actually had thought Rey could change, that there still was a chance, but now…
“What do you want to talk about, Rey – “The king began, but he broke off when he saw what Rey held in his hand. “Rey? Is that the dagger I gave to you on your birthday?” He suddenly felt so cold. Red blood slowly dripped from the blade down on the floor. And Rey had more blood on his cheek. And on his sleeve. What was this?
“Yes”, Rey said slowly and stared at the king. “It is.”
“Why is it… why are you covered in blood, what has happened? Are you hurt?” The king took one more step backward without knowing it, and collided with the desk. A few papers fell off and slowly floated down and landed on the floor, but the king did not notice it, he could not look away from Rey, those cold eyes almost paralysed him. Rey slowly took a step forward, and smiled, but this time his smile was not bright or happy, it was just a little curvature of his thin lips, showing a few of his sharp, white teeth.
“No”, Rey said, so quiet the king did barely hear what he said. “I am not hurt, but your guards are. In fact, they are dead, all of them. If you don’t believe me, you can just open the door, and you will see… a lot of blood.”
“What?!” the king gasped. “Who… who would do something…?”
“I did! I did it, I killed all of them, I had to!” Rey shouted and grasped the dagger harder. His time had come, and his father’s time was over. Before the king could say anything, he continued. “Who else would do it? I came here to kill you, father, and I would never be able to do it if you had guards outside. Don’t you understand? I will rule this kingdom, I will rule the people! It is time for you to let go.”
The king smiled sadly. Why? He asked himself. What did he do wrong? He had always thought about himself as a good father, or at least a fairly good one, but he could not stop asking himself if this was his fault.
“Rey…” he slowly said, and it felt like his head spun, everything around him spun, and he had to lean against the desk to not fall. “Rey, why do you do all this? Is it just because you want to rule? I thought… I thought I loved you, and I still do, but I can’t... I can’t believe you are my son. Such a horrible person. You are the one who do not understand, Rey. The Silver Staff will never let you rule…”
“I don’t care about the Silver Staff!” Rey shouted. He took one last step forward, and then he stood right in front of the king. He met his fathers gaze, and when he saw the pain in his father’s eyes, the sorrow he felt, the fatigue… then he suddenly felt a stitch of guilt. But he did easily push that feeling away; he could not get weaker now, when he was so close.
“Good bye…” he whispered and stabbed his father in the heart.
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'Silver Staff Part 3':
• Created by:
Emma Carolina Wahrenberg• Copyright: ©Emma Carolina Wahrenberg. All rights reserved!
• Keywords: Blood, Prince, Silver, Staff
• Categories: Magic and Sorcery, Spells, etc., Royalty, Kings, Princes, Princesses, etc
• Submitted: 2009-12-01 16:18:06
• Views: 521
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