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“My Lord, are you sure this is a good idea? I-If this succeeds, then the common folk will know of your true nature”
“If this works, they will be forced to bear it on their shoulders”
On the eve of no particular night, the King of Skylark sent out his servants and squires, instructing them to find him the darkest of criminals, those that were notorious for what they did for a living. The king didnt want to punish them, no. He needed them for another reason. One that he know wouldn't easily go over their heads. But with high reward, anyone would do anything. It was a simple rule of thumb.
The squires and the servants scoured the darkest of alleys and the shadiest of taverns, giving parchment with the king’s invitation to a meeting at dawn the next day. It never said why, but on the parchment, the reward was 100,000 gold or something of equal or lesser value.
When the next morning came, the king was patiently waiting in his throne room. The sunlight shone through his windows, illuminating the room with a golden hue. Only the sound of breathing could be heard in the large room as the king’s patience was slowly running thin.
10 minutes past. The king looked down angrily at the nearest squire and began in a sharp tone
“If they do not appear in the next---”
He was cut off by the sound of the grand doors opening, his personal guards leading in a group of shady and dark clothed figures. The king relaxed, smiling as he waited for them to get closer to his chair before informing them of their job.