《One can only laugh in the face of destiny》11 - Fuck the King
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“David Noo!” Yelled the King but Faye's sound isolation spell was still active so no one but the Group in the spell heard him.
~FIVE MINUTES PRIOR~
~Clop Clop Clop Clop Clop Clop~
“Hey Goliath who invited your mom?” Quipped David as he pointed at Clive.
“Not funny” replied Goliath. Clarissa and Ellen on the side trying to stifle their laughter.
“Seriously who let a freaking farm animal in here. It’s supposed to be a feast for the “hero that will save us aaaa”” , sarcastically joked David. “Is that Frank talking to the Guard? Figures a brute like that would keep a donkey as company. You know what I think now would be a good time to settle our little bet. I’ll put 5 gold coins that I can cut that stupid donkey in half with my new sword. Ellen?”
“No way am I taking that bet don’t go hurting the donkey David it probably just smelled the food and wandered in. I mean look at it, it's starving.” Replied Ellen sympathetic toward Clive who looked a bit peckish, ribs showing. Food at the farm was never what one would call nutritious and plentiful.
“Fine, I will go chase it off then it's better than sitting around here waiting all day. Goliath come on.”
Goliath and David stood up and started towards oblivious Clive.
Clive was chatting away with or rather at Frank. “Frank what type of snack is this?! Its freaking purple! Oh what about that one it smells really good but looks like water! Oh theres more of the carrots! Frank what would you recommend I try first?”
Frank was busy with the Guard, “Greetings Soldier.”
Quickly Saluting the soldier replied “Greetings General Frank”
“At ease soldier, no matter what happens neither you nor any other guards shall harm or disrespect Clive here understood?”
“Clive sir?” asked the Guard. “Yes Clive…. the donkey over there at the table. That's an ORDER soldier” Frank said emphasizing the order portion.
“Yes Sir”
Clive was busy looking over the table trying to decide what to eat first, ignoring the laughing discussions in the room most of which were about himself. Whenever there was food or as Clive referred to it Snacks then he would only focus on the snack, everything else was not important anymore.
David got about 5 feet from Clive and started talking at him, “Oi you dumb donkey get outta the hell outta here” David hand waved at Clive trying to shoo in away.
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Clive heard David and decided to just ignore him after all this was HIS FEAST. No one would kick out the donkey of honor now would they? So Clive just glanced at him and turned his head as if to say, hymph who do you think you are to tell me what to do.
David took offense to this random animal thinking it was better than him and was getting ticked off. Goliath, who saw Clive's reaction, started to snicker, “hahaha seems it doesn’t think much of you David.”
David pulled out his sword, “Come on now stupid Donkey you’re going to ruin the food with your smell.” David and Goliath started approaches from the side ready to push Clive. David for some reason or other always felt he would appear scarier and stronger if he held his weapon.
David was right next to Clive. Clive still focused on the food just went HEE HAW! And looked away from David.
For some reason that really infuriated David. How could this foul beast look down on him! He was of noble blood. His father was a Baron and an elite commander. His mother was Leanne, the most beautiful woman in the City only beaten by the belated Queen.
David was very prideful in his lineage. His Father, a Kikoman. His mother, a Delar. Two of the most powerful families, one created battle hardened commanders and the other some of the best mages in the city. In the future he would be a pillar of the CITY one of the most powerful. His family made sure everyone knew it too. Anyone that talked bad about their son would either disappear or find themselves bankrupt, in the dungeon, or three feet under. Three feet not six because those who disrespected the Delar’s were not worthy of a proper resting place his mother would say. Right now however, a random donkey was making a fool out of David ignoring him when he was trying to shoo him away in front of all these people but most importantly in front of Clarissa his fiance. He could not let it stand.
Clive was looking at the food when he heard David he immediately stopped and looked at David, Goliath being right behind him. “Frank what the hell did he just say to me? Did he just call me smelly?”
Earlier in the evening David was bragging to anyone who would listen about his new sword. His father had paid no expense in procuring it.. The sword was an enhanced bastard sword engraved with his father and mother's new crest as now that the two families were joined together they needed a new crest to use in the future. David thought that since it was made by the best blacksmith in the city that it could easily cut through anything. He had tried betting Ellen he could cut a pig right in two and once the Hero was there he wanted to request a showing of his strength and attempt it. Right now David was seeing red and just so happened to have the perfect target to not only vent his anger but to test his new blade. Of Course David is a mindless idiot with no brain cells, proper motivation, or actual personality besides being a dick.
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Frank, who was just finishing talking to the Guard, heard Clive yelling towards him and quickly turned around to see David and Goliath next to Clive. David had his sword raised up about to attack Clive! Realising what they were attempting to do, Frank quickly shouted, “DO NOT MOVE ANOTHER INCH OR YOU WILL DIE!” but he was too late.
Everyone in the hall immediately shut up and looked at Frank startled and wondering what the hell his problem was. Frank was always a quiet reserved man. He was feared by many but not really a man of words more of action. Many in the Hall had never even heard Frank's voice but when they heard him yell they themselves took a step back as if Frank was about to attack them. As they looked towards Frank they all saw David and Goliatch next to Clive. David's sword was raised up light glistening off of it as he swung it down.
~~BOOM ……… SPLAT…...SQUISH~~
~NOOOOOOOO~ cried Clarissa having just seen her fiance killed. Silence and her sobbing the only sounds.
Clive was completely pissed off at being disrespected, called names, and then attacked right as he was about to enjoy some new snacks. In the only way he knew how he retaliated with back leg kick to the chest.
Clive's hoofs made contact with David blowing his entire chest apart. What used to be a smug teenager exploded in different directions. David's left arm flew back and hit Goliath knocking him back 30 feet leaving him unconscious possibly dead. The right arm fell towards the food but was stopped by one of the spells on the table, it had been placed to stop anyone from accidentally mixing dishes in the mad grabbing of food that was to come. David's bottom half just fell down blood, piss and shit pooling out. Part of David's intestines strung out,like a string laid upon the ground slowly shrinking back towards the lower half.
David’s upper half hit the wall at the end of the Hall activating some type of defensive spell. What was left just fell down to the floor with a squish sound as it was mostly liquid viscera.
“Thats it, you all are fucking ungrateful. Summoning me from my home, luring me in with food and then attacking me. Not once but fucking twice did you attack me! I am done. Hahaha fuck you, fuck the king, fuck destiny. I quit” Clive angrily ranted. Grabbing a mouth full of carrots off the table Clive started trotting towards the exit.
Everyone in the room but the King and Frank were shocked stupid. They could not comprehend what the hell just happened.
King Anthon quickly spoke to Faye, “Hurry the fuck up cancel the sound isolation spell! We have to stop the Hero!!”
Faye pulled out of her shock immediately started undoing the spell. The King rushing towards Clive. Frank quickly dashed to Clive’s side at full power. The tile under his foot cracked as he dashed full speed next to Clive. Frank kneeled down on both knees and put them together. On the other side The King also knelt down as well mimicking Frank but he also put his forehead to the ground pleading towards Clive,
“Forgive us Hero! They did not know of your greatness! Please stay! We will do whatever we have to to make this right!”
Frank also pleaded, “Please Hero Clive, they knew not what they were saying or doing. I will be the first to attack the next person that even thinks ill of you in our presence, we will make sure everyone knows your greatness. So please I beg you as one whose fate is tied with my own forgive us!”
Clive, munching on his delicious carrots stopped to contemplate. As he was in deep thought over what to do. Everyone else in the hall was shocked not understanding what the hell was going on with the King and Frank. Why the hell are they kneeling and begging a donkey to forgive them? What the hell happened to David and Goliath?
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