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Jaf was lying on his bed. There was not a sound to be heard anywhere except for the occasional changing of the guard. He was sleeping with a large smile on his face, he was dreaming about something, no one knows how or why, but whatever it was, it made him discover a truth about him, a truth that was meant to be forgotten by all of humanity, a secret that could destroy the world.
It was now morning, and birds chirped happily in the grassy courtyard. Dew seemed to sweat slowly off the grass, and the morning scent filled the air. All seemed peaceful but it was not. In the menacing castle, the dictator, Jaf, was preparing for something.
“I don’t care if we’ll be low on workers!!” Jaf shouted harshly, as he spoke spittle flew from his face onto the guard's face. Jaf was in a hot temper, he almost ripped his beautifully adorned purple and gold tunic because of his rage. His face was covered in sweat, and his black hair was sopping wet. The guard protested, saying “Why would you need to take such a move? None dare attack us! If we take every available person, our country will be-“ he was cut off and felt immense pain in his chest, he looked down and saw Jaf had stabbed the guard between the rib cage. The guard’s eyes widened with the pain, and he collapsed, clutching his chest. Jaf pulled his sword out and said “Tell me when I give a damn.” The guard coughed up blood all over Jaf’s tunic, and Jaf looked down and said “I was going to let you live, you worthless, pathetic retch!” Jaf lifted up his sword and plunged it once more into the guard, but left it in there. Unfortunately for the guard, he was dead in seconds, his lifeless body left lying on the floor. Several of the nearby spectators watched in horror as their fellow guard was killed. “Attend me at once! And you, yes you, you bloody guard! Get over here!” Several stewards and stewardesses came running over and began cleaning up the corpse of the dead man, and the others retrieved him a new tunic
“You, report to your captain and tell him I want every bloody able bodied person in my kingdom fully equipped and set to the barracks! Prepare for a grand invasion!” the guard wanted to say “no, but he knew doing so would kill him, and it would’ve been of no gain to anyone because the other guards would have followed his orders. “Yes, your highness.” The guard saluted, and ran off towards the nearby staircase, his steel armor clanking as he ran. Obviously, the guard was confused and doubtful, but who dared question Jaf’s sudden demand.
Hundreds upon hundreds of warships lay in the huge harbor; thousands of soldiers were all around. From high in a fort, Giono stood watching. His armor sparkled as the sun began to peek over the mountains, and it showed the huge army preparing for war. His skin was tan, and his hair was dark brown, a large scar resided right next to his eye.
There was a sudden clanking noise as a soldier ran up the stairs and said “Sir, we are almost ready. We just need to finish loading all of the supplies and soldiers onto the boats, and then we’ll be ready.” The general turned and replied, “Good, this shall be a grand conquest!” Although in his own mind, he doubted that, as well as he doubted if his lord, Jaf, was in a proper mental state, and why he wanted to launch such a sudden assault on their western neighbors. “Sir, your orders?” the soldier said. “Ah, yes. Once the ships are ready, send seven of them to Gelinor, and surround it. At night, have each ship launch boats full of our scouts and have them begin to map the land, but make sure they stay away from guards.” The soldier in turn replied, “Yes sir. Will you be commanding the battle once it begins?” The general stood with a grin on his face. “Oh yes….Yes I shall.”
Inspired by: Guardian's "The Mati"
Co author: Guardian
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