“The Young King and His Jester”-
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You are a king. But the age of a prince.
Your parents passed away when you were younger. Right in front of your eyes.
It hurts to think about it.
You had to be crowned a king at a young age, and had to do many kingly duties at such a young age.
So then.
Let the journey of the young king begin.
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You woke up, exhausted. You are at your bed. You sit up at the bed, and sigh. Another day of ruling a kingdom begins. You slowly get off the bed, adjusting your royal nightgown. You walk to the window, and peek out through the red drapes. The sun hasn’t risen up yet. It was a very early morning. It was 4 AM. You see the empty streets outside in the town. Everyone was tucked in bed and asleep. You sigh. You then back up from the window. You head to the closet to get your royal attire, but a maid quickly comes by. She says, “Ah, your majesty… I can get that for you.” You stare at the old maid. And just shrug and nod. You step out of the way, and the old maid gets out your royal attire. She holds it in her arms. You walk to the restroom, and enter in. The maid waits outside. You walk over to your bathtub. You stare at it, expressionlessly and tired. You blinked. You were very tired. You slowly remove your clothes, and put them aside. You step inside the bathtub and lay there, closing your eyes. The water was perfect, and warm. You could relax here all day. But you shouldn’t. You are a king and you have responsibilities. You clean yourself in the bathtub. After bathing, you exit out of the bathtub. You grab a towel and put it around your waist. You take another towel, and began to dry your body with it. The towel was perfect and soft. You walk up to the bathroom door, and reach your hand out through the door, so the maid could give your attire to you. The maid gives it to you, and then leaves the room, silently closing the door. You began to put on the attire. You put the wet towels away, in a little basket, so the maids could clean them. You exit the bathroom, and walk to your mirror. It was nice and round. You stare at your reflection as you adjust the buttons on your attire. Your face was pretty dull, and tired. You grabbed a comb and began to comb your messy hair, making it look presentable. You put the comb down, and then wear your royal mantle, the cape like cloth going on your back, hiding your shoulders. You walk away from the mirror, and began to head out of your room. The maids on the other side opened the door for you, because they heard you coming. You exit your room, and walked down the corridors. You were silent. You were probably too silent for a king. You didn’t mind. You continue to walk down the corridors, and down the fancy spiral staircase. You head to your throne. You stare at it, and then the empty throne next to it. You missed your parents a lot. You shake the sad feeling off. You sit at your throne. You are ready to begin another day as a king.
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(Hehe, I’m sorry if it’s pretty boring so far, but I promise it’ll get better! <3)
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