Chapter 10: The KingA Chapter by ewest1220“Here he is! The man of the hour!”Chapter 10: The King
Issak approached the gate at the end of the hall. The same plain decorations were here as well. Though there was an addition of two guards on either side of the throne room door. He stepped forward and placed his hand on the handle.
“Sir!” one of the guards snapped.
“Sir?” Issak questioned. Did they really just call him sir?
“I'm sorry but there are no weapons allowed in the throne room,” the guard said firmly in response to Issak's angry stare.
Issak's tone was cold as ice as his hand reached for the blade's hilt. “I either enter with the sword or not at all. I will make no exception.”
“Than you may leave,” the guard said angrily.
“It is alright,” came a voice from down the hall. Merade placed her hand on Issak's shoulder. “If he were any danger he would have proven such already. Let him in.”
The guards yielded with a sigh and pushed open the gate. All the while staring at Issak's hand which was gripping the sword tightly.
“Thank you,” Issak muttered to Merade as he entered the throne room.
Like every other room in the keep the throne room shone with an simple and humble beauty. Scattered plants lined the walls and tall pillars surrounded the red carpet. All leading to the wooden throne which sat atop a platform the was round in shape. There sat the King, Elenor and Tao standing on either side in still silence.
“Here he is! The man of the hour!” Said a booming voice as Issak entered the throne room. “Come, come there will always be a place in Shenok Duhl for the hero who saved my daughter.”
“Hero?” he thought sadly. “He had to bring that up.” But his thoughts were interrupted quickly as the man's voice once again echoed across the throne room.
“My daughter and I are very grateful for...” His face wrinkled in puzzlement. “I'm sorry, I forgot to ask you your name.”
“Issak,” Issak said softly. His eyes meeting the kings with cool contemplation.
“I apologize,” the King said softly, the boom lessening from his voice. “I am an old man and I do forget my manners on occasion.”
He didn't, however, appear elderly by any definition to Issak's eyes. The King's eyes shined vibrantly with life and his hair and beard, though greying, were thick and healthy. Hardly the appearance of an old man.
The King lifted himself from his wooden throne and began to walk towards Issak. He towered over Issak in both size and stature, amusement painted on his face in reaction to Issak's cool gaze.
“Your highness!” Tao shouted urgently. “He has a weapon, please do not endanger...”
“Come now,” the King interrupted “Issak we shall take a walk through the gardens. It is quite the beautiful place if I do say so myself. A great place for a romantic stroll!” he turned and winked at Elenor, or maybe Issak was just imagining it. “It is also the perfect place for two friends to converse.”
“There is quite a nice little area of the garden with a pond.” the King continued his voice taking a softer tone as he placed his hand on Issak's shoulder. “There we will have both privacy and tranquility. We can talk freely and I can properly meet you.” The guard closed the door to the throne room with a slam as they proceeded down the hall.
“You are quite the dangerous looking young man,” the King said calmly as they continued on their journey. “I cannot wait to hear your story!”
“Cannot wait to hear my story?” Issak thought bitterly. “What does this man want from me?” © 2012 ewest1220Author's Note
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14 Reviews Added on August 10, 2012 Last Updated on August 10, 2012 Tags: Book, Dark, Reflective, Fantasy Authorewest1220Columbia Falls, MTAboutI have been writing for as long as I can remember. I have been featured in about 4 books, have won several contests for my work and currently have a paperback edition of my works. (Titled "A Winter Wa.. more..Writing
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