As the guards dragged Aleg by his arms, his face showed eyes wide open not even blinking for a second. His mind was paralysed due to the sudden turn of the events. Shock, disbelief and desperateness was written all over his face. Trying to grasp the situation he got put in didnt work and because of the frozen state of his mind his body started to pour out adrenaline. It was a fight of flight situation, but all he could do was just being stiff as a plank. They finally reached the dark corridors, which were being enlightened by torches scorching your skin, if you got too close. The humid and mossy air made it hard to breathe in the basement and somewhere down the corridor you could hear prisoners begging for forgiveness, while a guard was flicking his whip. There were also quiet moans heard, indicating the people had spent years in the cells. While he was being dragged down to his cell isolated from the rest of all prisoners, he caught a small glance of a 50 year old man, who was nothing but bones and skin. His long white beard and the empty eyes staring holes in a wall indicated that his soul lost all hope. This surreal scene was the last thing he saw before the door of his cell was shut down right in front of his nose. His cell was pitchblack, 2x2meters big and with a hole in the middle for his excrements. Adrenaline was still pumping and thus the frozen state of his mind and body has yet to subside.
"Could you imagine this, this mental rat tried to poison our crownprince, while the King was laying in his deathbed. Damn those mental sickos are always the worst beings alive", grunted one guard to another, who had the task to lock Aleg in his cell. As he grunted those words, they walked past the 50 year old man and spit on him and laughing:"Wassap old mental sicko, unlucky you, you wont be executed like the ratprince. Rot in that shithole forever. Hahaha!" Stopping their creepy laughs they made their way to the King to report him, that his second son has been imprisoned as he wished. Arnold was sleeping with a cramped face in his bed and all around him were the healers, his Mother and Meron. They were discussing what might have poisoned him and they came to a conclusion, that it was most likely a powdered dry Moonflower. Usually those flowers are deadly if consumed, however the tea in the camille tea reacted with the moonflower and lightened the disastrous effects. Meron thought to himself:" Man, I cant believe I got off this easily. Guess it was obvious they would blame Aleg. He was being bullied by Arnold on every single occasion. Although it could have gone wrong horribly. Lady luck is smiling upon me! Next time, I will have to think of a better plan and think it over instead of rushing it. Most likely father's approaching death made me panic, but that fart is now again under the living again.."
The queen was having tears in her eyes due to the recent events taking place. She was born in a loving and caring noble family. Unfortunately, she has never had any siblings. Staring at her oldest son, she couldnt imagine, how her second boy tried to poison him. She always thought they were showing their brotherly love towards each other while they punched themselves."I mean that is what boys in their young days do. Competing with each other and testing out their strength and body limits." She thought to herself. She was oblivious to the fact that it was a onesided punching and discarded the possibility of any malice in their actions. The only problem though is jealousy is a big factor for siblings especially for royal ones, if there is a lot of power to be inherited. Her naive viewpoint missed out on all those crucial details. Her naivety might have been the reason why the King married her. While he was having affairs left and right his wife was blindly following him thinking he would be working late into the nights. Any king has mistresses, but if you would make a choice between doing it openly with a wife who just wouldnt notice it and secretively, you would obviously choose the first option.
Arnold was riding a white horse laughing like a maniac and waving his scepter left and right. He threw the crown in the middle of all those beautiful naked maidens surrounded near the lake. It must have been at least 50 virgins. He jumped off his horse and indulged himself in the bare legs arms and breasts. The venus hills were all covered with a little bit of grass. An earthquake was shaking up the ground, stronger and stronger. The maidens faded away, while bearted men came into his field of vision. "Looks like he is waking up", commented one healer, " Good evening Arnold, you passed out for like 8 hours due to the poison in your immune system. Your brother Aleg put Moonflower powder in your camille tea. Lucky the effects got mixed up and you are still under the living." Arnold was truly disappointed that he woke up from his dream, the astonishing maidens were about to be defiled by his glorious self. "No way, this shithead tried to poison me! I will tear his balls off and feed them to the dogs!" He angrily shouted. His mothers soothing voice calmed him down as she said that Aleg would be executed tomorrow. Even though she was his mother, she couldnt stand the fact that she gave birth to an abonimation trying to commit fratricide. Arnold's face was being covered by a large grin and he politely asked:"That means, after his execution I will have my corronation, right?" Meron twirled around his eyes and replied:" Our father is still alive, guess you missed the fact of his miraculous cure, while you were drooling white saliva" Arnold's grin immidiately disappeared since his corronation day had been moved to a date further away. The only positive thing in the situation he was in, was that his long lasting eye sore of a brother was being executed.
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The healers left the room satisfied seeing their crownprince was back in shape as well as his mother and younger brother wishing him a good night. Unlike his older brother, Aleg didnt sleep on a comfortable bed like Arnold and the smell was even worse than the floor. His frozen state had been finally lifted and his mind started functioning again after he cried himself to sleep. "I endured so much humiliation from my older brother and now even the attempted murder is harming me. His whole existence has given me nothing but bad luck. What is even worse is that Meron is most likely the one behind the attempt and I have to give my life for him...", he calmly grinded his gears."The older brother took my precious childhood and my younger brother is going to end my beginning adulthood. I WANT TO BREAK FREE OF THIS CURSED FAMILY!!!"', he shouted out of the top of his lungs. He swore to himself, if he ever gets out of the grasp of his family, he will get revenge for all the crimes they had commited. The blindness of his father, the naivety of his mother, the bullying of his elder brother and the plotting of his younger brother, will not go unpunished. In the Slavon Kingdom inside the royal palace, in a dark cell smelling of shit a young shy boy with azure green eyes turned into a man and pledged to get vengeance.
Morning had come and all the attempts on breaking out of his cell were in vain. Aleg heard foot steps approaching with a small clack-clack. The door opened and the two guards who put him in the cell stood in front of it, putting handcuffs and a collar on his neck."No, no, no, not yet, I have to survive and get my revenge. I must not be executed!", those thoughts crossed Aleg's mind. As he walked past the old man void of hope he whispered to him:"Abandon all hope, all ye who enter here." Aleg looked confused into his eyes, noticing only the emptiness of those said eyes as he was being dragged along. He finally arrived to the exit seeing the bright sun light as well as his family on the balcony and the raging citizens in front of the executioners. They screamed loudly:" KILL THE RAT PRINCE, CHOP HIS HEAD OFF! KILL THE RAT PRINCE, CHOP HIS HEAD OFF!"
The King announced his speech with silencing the plebeians:" Aleg Kasra, son of Vlad Kasra, prince of the Slavon Kingdom, you have been found guilty of attempted fratricide and high treason. You have commited one of the greatest sins in the kingdom you live in, thus the only acceptable punishment is decapitation. Do you have any last words?"
Aleg replied:"I shouldnt have prayed for your well being, while you were knocking on death's door. I curse you, my family and God for letting those things happen to me!"
The plebeians got even crazier and started throwing stones while shouting:" Not only are you a murderer, but also blasphemous! Rot in hell!"
The king signaled with a hand movement, telling the executioner to commence. Aleg saw the signal and his head ignored all the cries of the plebeians the only thing his mind was focused on in slowmotion were the hatefilled faces of the plebeians and the grinning brothers of his.
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