My legs groan as I kneel before the cold, ruthless man and woman who's power is beyond measure - the King and the Queen of the Kingdom of Frost. Their powerful aura echoes through the throne room, travelling through to the walls all over this ancient palace. That feeling isn't physical, but I could just feel it. The glare they give me - a cold icy stare, sends vigorous shivers down my spine. All the feeling they're giving me feels almost magical - magically deadly.
Staring into their hollow glares, I recall the reason for why I'm kneeling before them. I would never have imagined that I would be framed for such a ridiculous crime.
The woman standing to my right, sobs in a fake tone, "How could he have done such a disgraceful thing right under our eyelids!"
The two Princes stare at their younger sister as she makes the comment, they follow her eerie cries, but with a more disgusted tone.
The Prince with silver hair looks down at me like a helpless prey, "Disgraceful animal!" he yells.
The other Prince with the same shimmering silver hair as his older brother, continues to taunt me, "Blasted fool!"
"ENOUGH!" The King silences everyone in the throne room with his booming voice. "He shall be punished for his crimes!"
The Queen seated on the throne beside the King suggests, "Why don't we hear from the Head Guard about the details of the crime to further punish him."
The Head of Palace Guards steps forward at the Queen's command and explains my supposed crimes in detail.
"A disgraceful guard," The Head of Palace Guards gives me a pitiful glare, "Has slept with a maid and has had multiple interactions that are beyond the lawful rights of marriage in the Kingdom." He flashes the letters that are in his hands. "Bring forth the maid!" he demands.
The maid The Head of Palace Guards was referring to steps out from the shadow with a white sheet wrapped around her. Covering minimal parts of her body and exposing much skin. It clearly makes her seem as though, she was just dragged straight out of the bed that she was sleeping in naked this morning. With me.
She walks towards me and kneels besides me, keeping a fair distance from me.
Her sobs vibrating into my ears, "Your Majesty, Your Grace! He threatens me by sending me letters, that if I don't do as he wishes he'll kill me and my family. He has not considered the laws of marriage in the kingdom, abusing the beauty of marriage and love by forcing me to sleep with him. He has forced me to sleep with him for a fairly long time and has never considered on marriage with me." She lets out a whimper, her voice shivering "I can't stand it anymore, please save me Your Majesty and Your Grace."
She continues her fake eerie tone and her foolish act of being the innocent one as she bows deeply multiple times, while keeping a tight grip on the sheets. Her head almost banging against the throne room's velvet red carpet.
The Head of Palace Guards continues his judgement, "According to the laws he shall be banished for his sinful crimes of going against the laws of the Kingdom. Please appoint his crimes Your Majesty and Your Grace."
I couldn't help but remain silent. I was framed by the three royal descendants. They're probably chortling in laughter inside, and that cocky Queen seated on that high glamorous chair beside the King. That Queen must have had involvement in this too.
The King continues to glare at me with shame, showing no hints of sympathy or mercy, "Duncan the Guard you have committed a crime against the laws of the Kingdom. Your crimes are worthy of - banishment. As the King of the Kingdom of Frost, I hereby banish you from this lands, that you shall never return or take a step into."
I stared helplessly at the King with his emotionless complexion, "Yes, Your Majesty." Or should I say - 'Father'....
The guards in the throne room took no time in seizing my armour and clothing, stripping them from me. They only left me with the clothing I wore underneath my armour - thin white tunic and pants. They're obviously taking advantage of the banishment crime and torturing me with the harsh weather - with the coldest time of the year in the Kingdom. They begin dragging me out of the throne room. Along the way I receive cold stares from everyone, but all I could see were the smirks from those ruthless bastards chortling at my defeat. With those smugs that they're hiding under their skin, I will get my revenge - I will make them pay. I will also make 'him' pay. The father that never cared for his illegitimate son, because it would ruin his reputation, and bring him shame as the mighty King of this land. The shame of going against the laws of marriage in the Kingdom, and abusing them by having a night of mistakes with a lowly prostitute. Which resulted in my shameful presence today.
Mark my words you bloody bastards, the day for you to pay will come, and it'll be the greatest day of my life. I start laughing hysterically while being dragged in the hallway. I wanted to be loud enough for the people who framed me to hear, I wanted the world to hear my laughter of the ruthless and cruel people in royalty of this Kingdom. I wanted my dead mother to hear.
I kept laughing, as I am being dragged out of the Palace by the two guards on either side of me.
I just laughed, showing no resistance. The Head of Palace guard paces ahead of me, looking straight ahead until we reached the door.
He looks back at me with a pitiful glare, "You bring shame to the Kingdom and shame to me."
I chortle at his comment, as I continue to remain speechless just like this morning.
I remember so distinctively. The guards drag me out of this unfamiliar bed and taunt me with horrible comments, as they beheld me in a bed with a naked maid, that I have never seen before. They thrash me out of the bed and force me down to my knees. I couldn't see the reaction of the maid, but her eerie scream echoing through the unfamiliar room was more than enough for me to visualize her startled expression.
I continued to kneel as I faced the man - The Head of the Palace guards. The warrior I look up to as almost a father ever since I entered the Palace and met him. The man who single-handedly trained me into a fine man and warrior, but the glare he gave me was a slash to my heart. I've never seen him look at me as if I was someone unimportant and worthless. The glare in his emerald eyes were shattering my heart into minute pieces.
I didn't resist but I loudly pleaded that I was innocent, that I don't even know the maid. But the evidence were all clearly placed out. That I was sharing a bed with a naked maid, while being fully clothed in armour. As well as fake letters written in beautiful cursive writing of supposedly my threats of wanting to sleep with the maid. But these fake letters can't be possibly be written by me, considering that I'm illiterate.
The Head of the Palace Guard disregards my pleads, and yells at me to state all these facts that were the evidence of my shameful and disgraceful crimes.
I didn't protest anymore and I let them drag me in the throne room, at the peak of dawn this morning to behold the disgusted faces of the royal family, officers, maids and guards I train with. I was so distressed by being framed, but somehow I couldn't shed a tear. I was a man, at least I was trained to be.
Welcoming the cold air of dawn I refocused on the present, ignoring the memories that happened not long ago. I could feel the two guards next to me squeezing my arms and dragging me along.
Everything came crashing done so quickly.
The Head of Palace Guards turns to face me and begins to pull me by the collar. He mercilessly drags me out of the Palace's backdoor. Storming through the trees in the woods, he throws me into the powdery snow. I crash onto the soft snow, every part of my body embracing the bitter frost.
"I shall send you this far, don't ever come back." He left with a snare and turns his back to me. Before walking too far off he drops a bag of coins, a dagger and unclips the cape he always wears.
I recollect my balance and stagger towards the loots he dropped. Before he had gone far I drop to my knees to tell him, ignoring the numbing coldness of the snow on my knees, "Thank you for taking care of me. I'll never forget your mighty wings that spread out. The wings that you let me rest under for comfort and safety." I lower my head onto the soft snow, my whole body shivering at the contact with the freezing coldness against my forehead. I didn't lift my head until the sound of soft footstep on snow was gone.
I took one last glance at the Palace before making my way towards the depths of the woods. In the opposite direction of the Palace. I didn't know where I was heading towards, but it would never be back in that hell of a place.
I don't have any regrets because I didn't leave anything important behind. Nothing in that Kingdom which will make me regret, maybe only the Head of Palace Guards. Maybe only him. Although he was the one who sent me off
... I don't know, but I have a feeling that he still cares for me and he knows I didn't actually do anything. But going against the power would put him and all the guards at risk. Leaving me with these tools made me more than grateful.
He didn't leave my with just nothing, rather he left me with hope. Hope for me to survive.
With the things he has left behind, I know that I will survive and seek my revenge.
Just you all wait, I will be back!