TwistedTranquility

 Inside his castle the King sits. A proud, strong man with a royal air and care for all of his subjects. Next to him proudly sits his Queen and their children. Surrounding them, servants beyond number, each awaiting his next command. The true picture of royalty. In bursts a battered, exhausted messenger. The court jumps and looks at him questioningly. He runs to the King and kneels. He is told to rise and speak. He weaves a tale of battles far off, of blight falling over the land and the shadow of war looming over the kingdom. The King broods on the subject for many moments. Then he leads forward and, in a voice strong and commanding, pr