it was a bright and joyous morning as sounds of celebration were echoed from the grand chapel all the way up to the saf royal palace. an event was taking place it was the king 80th! birthday, juiple Saul had taken power from his father uruioa Saul at the age of 23, non other had accomplished this before him. his rise to power came after his infamous successful massacre of the builohuins at year of xuv, indeed for a ruler like him to be celebrating such grand momentous occasion it was something to worth witnessing. the kingdom was filled with flower carriage and young flower girls tossing pink blossom in the air. Meanwhile,his second son uruf had been training in seclusion to able to taken in the name 'Saul' through baptism, his older brother Helen had failed in the ritual of names and he's stomach ripped off rumour has it , his surviving on a rare substance as he roams the northern sea with his fleet of 1045 ships. then came a Mighty roar toring through the heaven , it was the ice dragon issiir cry shredding the heavens. and on it's back sat none other than king Saul vii, the sky ripper. His beard was longer than a wizard staff though tied and knoted with precision His armour was one befitting of a god! he was a very huge man, though age had stolen inches frim his towering height Issir descended from the heavens and following it was the yixgor riders six of the 66 men in the king royal missionaries called "the anoks". Another mighty celebration illuminated the kingdom, honoring king Saul, a ruler of fire and iron.He descended towards the royal square atop Issir, the ice queen, her breath chilling the air itself. BOOM! A loud sound echoed through the square, almost deafening the crowd. The mighty king leaped down from his dragon with enough force to crush a white ones head, Issir the Ice Queen looked eager for some action , her face was terrifying and majestic, softened as she looked at King Saul with something resembling a smile. "Oh, What a splendid morning , isn't it ? Marco?".King Saul's voice boomed. Marco the leader of the current incomplete Anoks sprinted forward. "Yes, my king, it indeed is, a great morning to drink and drown in wine my lord."replied the vice captain of the Anoks. His smile quickly faded away as he trembled. Marco couldn't shake off the eerie feeling that something was wrong. The crowd... They looked too cheerful. Too joyful. As if almost a cause of a spell He leaned closer to one of his men. "pst pst-hey, over here "Marco whispered. He pointed subtly to a window at the far corner of a building nearby. "That window over there look suspicious," he said. "Check it out—Now!!" Ardac slipped through the crowd and made his way to the building, upon entering the compound's range he could sense sinister energies all around the building. But how ? This shouldn't be possible.It was then clear to him that this was an erected separate space, the building wasn't here before. It would seem he had walked into a trap and to confirm this he tried to step out but an escape wasn't possible. A barrier had been put up which allowed the building to appear normal on the outside, allowing only entry and no exit. Without a backup ardac knew he was in for a treat and can only hope others make it to him on time . "Well, it's not like I have much of a choice here, let's do this" He made his way through the earlier garden to the doorstep. "Cow,cow ,cow" "Stay the fuck away from me" he Shouted as he shoved off crows that patched on him. "Too obvious, this was definitely the work of a High Witch"said ardac with a grimly face. "But what could be there aim ? Another assassination attempt on the king? It's ridiculous he simply can't die , are they trying to send a message or something? Whatever it might be ,as the first to arrive, I am the first line of defense so I have to count for something"ardac thought. "Here goes nothing" He touched and turned the door knob and made his way in. "Who ever this is ,They are clearly confident in their power,still haven't made a move? Guess I will going to you then"
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