"KAK AH COUGH COUGH" Jake jolts up and recollects his breath.
"Ah, Okay, good that bitch didn't kill me" As Jake rubs his eyes he looks around the hospital room and sees a strange sight.
The bed he is own is strangely uncomfortable and has a canopy the bed is colored red with an intricate design. On the wall facing him is a shield painted with a coat of arms. The walls of the room are also painted with an incredible design red, blue, yellow, orange, green and white cover the walls. With a mural on the left side depicting a knight slaying a dragon, on the right side their is a mural of a Damsel in a tower.
This sight greatly disturbed Jake, he sat there and stayed silent trying to process what was happening.
As this happened an older man with a gray beard dressed in a black tunic rushed into the room.
"Your Highness, your father is calling you to his chambers"
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"Quickly put on these clothes and go to your father, he is currently very weak and might not last another minute"
As the old man went into a wardrobe and brought a red tunic to Jake got out of bed and started putting on the clothes. Jacob carried his blank expression as he ran after the butler out of the room and down the hall.
As Jake hurried down the halls he saw great large colored windows and murals of different people knights, Kings, fighting all sorts of monsters.
[Is that a mural of a knight fighting a giant snail?] (◑ _◑)
The Butler opened a large wood door 4 meters tall at the End of the hallway.
"Your Highness, the king is on his bed, come into the room and quickly sit at his right side"
In the room on both sides of a small bed stood noblemen dressed in beautiful purple cloth and with gold chain around their necks.
In the bed sat an old man, with wrinkles all over his face, a long gray beard, the mans face was haggard and he had a frail composure like if he would fall over at any second.
"Your Majesty the King, Jonathan your son is here please bless him before you pass away"
The room started to become agitated as clamorous mumbling around from the noblemen.
"Johnathan my son come kneel here"
Jacob, who is now Jonathan, came to the old mans right side and kneeled before him resting his head on the bed.
"Jonathan, my son, though the path has been thorny, and your steps have faltered, know this— Embrace your destiny with courage and humility. Let wisdom be like Solomon so that she may guide you till your old Age. Your reign be bountiful, bringing forth a era of prosperity and peace. Your hands be like hard iron, filled with strength, your sword lustrous, sharp, and your enemies will become your footstool, This is my blessing, my hope for you and your kingdom"
After this the King let down his head and fell asleep.