For the vest to be taken off the curse has to be dispelled, which means it can’t be used again to hold his appearance.  He sighed, he was not fit to stop the king’s actions unless he was in top shape.  He pulled out a rare elixir he spent fifty years perfecting for when he needed it due to the cost of losing life and health to the vest.  It would have been necessary eventually to take an elixir to fully recuperate.  Well, I am taking this a little early.  However, my health was declining too much after all.  He pulled off the vest, but quickly hid his features in the shadow cloak he had hidden beneath the vest.  It seemed like Fisk’s condition before when he was in front of the gates were a lie, he was no longer needing to hold unto the cane to stand up.  The cane changed form, it was now a great bow that only he could wield. 

The king muttered, “Ho. So I see I should have brought knights in the hall too.  But, I was worried that a knight may betray me during the process.”

“What are you doing,” Alex asked angrily quickly grabbing the top of Fisk’s hood.

“But I am trying to stop the King! That’s what I am doing!” Fisk complained loudly to Alex who was still holding him by the hood.   The way Alex grabbed Fisk, the hood was pulled off.

Fisk dropped to the ground free from Alex who was still holding unto the hood.  Ashamed Fisk turned his head away from Alex muttering.  Alex didn’t bother looking at Fisk who was in a bad mood, but looked dead straight at the king who was still in the center of the brighter-than-normal room.  Alex spoke in a dangerous low voice that seemed out of character to the tone that Fisk was surprised, “What. Are. You. Doing?” Alex spoke in a rage through clenched teeth, he waited for a response hoping he misunderstood the situation.   The king looks down sighing with a supercilious tone he spoke, “Ha. You are an idiot. What do you think I’m doing? Do. I. Really. Need. To. Tell. You?”  Fisk was a little relieved that Alex seems to understand the situation, at least a little. Fisk wondered why Alex is still waiting, “Is it loyalty does he pause or does he not truly understand the situation waiting for someone to tell him?” Fisk got up off the floor taking the initiative again while worrying about the wild card that neither the king nor Fisk expected to be here.  “Well, looks like I am going to be married to the floor at the rate that this is going,” Fisk sighed expecting to lose. 

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 Fisk wasn’t thinking anything about the kingdom nor the king, just that he wasn’t going to give up now that he has fallen (twice).  Fisk spoke out, “So, do you understand what you are doing?” Fisk was angry thinking the king may not have fully understand the situation that he has caused.  The switching of the guards with golems was suspicious enough, however it was kept so secretly that Fisk realized it may have been a well plotted plan since the beginning.  The King looked at Fisk sneering, “What, you think I would do such things openly? Of course, it was well planned in secret.  It wasn’t hard to keep it a secret from most, as they wouldn’t understand.  However, keeping it from you was harder than you can think.  The years of knowledge you have and experience is immeasurable, it would be sad to lose such a person. But, I do not see such person before me.  Only a …”  Before the King could finish his comment ...