JULY, 5TH, YEAR 506 OF THE IMPERIAL CALENDAR (RAR'SHAN)

I looked from my front room window. I scanned the street and spotted the knights, along with the little brat from the other day. Realizing what was happening I started to panic, even more-so after the little brat pulled out the Royal Insignia and showed it to my father, as the knights started to get closer to the house.

A few moments later, two of the knights shoved my father aside and the began searching the house, starting from downstairs.The residence was large, and contained three floors. The knights were tossing over furniture, breaking vases, and making a whole lot of ruckus. Fearing capture, I had to think quick on my feet to escape. My eyes scanned the room, and I spotted my balcony. Without so much as a second thought I dashed out onto the balcony and began scanning the back of the yard for something to land on.

After a few seconds of looking I saw a large group of shrubs. This will have to do I said convincing myself, seeing as I was short on time. Quickly I began mentally preparing myself to jump. By the time I had enough confidence to go through with my plan, one of the knights broke my door with their weapon and shouted for me to halt.

I sucked in a deep breath before throwing myself over the balcony and into the shrubs. I quickly recovered from the fall and began to run towards the walled part of the backyard. But before I made it, I was tackled from behind by one of the knights, causing us to both fall and roll in the grass.

I woozily recovered and looked at the recovering knight next to me, and realized how the knight managed to catch up. The knight was a dragonoid knight, one of the most feared species in the entire Demon Empire. He tried to get up and keep running, but as I turned around, I found myself tackled again and held down by another knight.

Unfortunately for the knight, even though Rar’Shan was only but of 15 years of age, he was still extremely muscular and tall, causing the knight to lose his grip and get viciously punched in the head. The first knight has already recovered and hollered for backup. The rest of the knights begun arriving in the backyard and began to surround Rar’Shan, attempting to subdue him. However Rar’Shan made sure he wouldn’t go down quietly, throwing a few good punches and kicks out there. Wilheim slowly approached the commotion, carrying a vial of liquid in his hand. When Rar’Shan was finally restricted enough, he ordered one of the knights to open up Rar’Shan’s mouth, and then opened the mysterious vial and poured its contents down Rar’Shan’s throat.

After about five minutes of continuous struggling, Rar’Shan’s strength slowly began to vanish, and he became extremely tired and weak.

Wilheim then walked forth to Rar’Shan with an evil smile and proudly proclaimed “This is punishment for attempting to assault the Empress,” before cranking back his own fist and driving it into Rar’Shan’s face.

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JULY, 5TH, YEAR 506 OF THE IMPERIAL CALENDAR (WILHEIM)

I felt so powerful. After punching her majesty’s assailant, I felt so much relief and

adrenaline.

After my brief surge of adrenaline, I told the knights to begin carrying him the best they could, and let us begin making our way back to the palace.

We began back to the palace, making our way through the populated city. Although, it was mostly an easy trip, since the civilians moved out of the way for the knights whom were carrying a prisoner.

Thanks to the drug I obtained, I was able to down the assailant without problem. Also, thanks to the drug, he stayed asleep the entire time.

Once we arrive at the palace, the knights immediately head towards to palaces personal dungeon, which actually hadn’t had prisoners in decades.  The dungeon itself was vast in the number of cells it held, yet because no one was stupid enough to make an enemy of the previous emperor, it was silent and empty, as well as dark since no one came down there.

One of the knights had lit up a torch before leading us down into the depths of the palace. The air was filled with the thick smell of dank and must. I could see thick patches of moss growing in between the cracked stone.

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We finally reached the bottom of the stairs we had descended. There were a set of keys hanging on the wall near the entrance. Quickly, I picked up the set of keys and went to the closest cell and began systematically going through each key for the cell I first went to. After about ten keys I finally managed to get the cell door open. Luckily the wrist cuffs were already open, so I did not need to find the keys to open the cuffs.

After the knights dragged the assailant into the cell and cuffed him to the wall, we lit up some torches, left two knights on guard, and headed back up.

Finally, I felt like I had truly proven myself to the Empress.

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JULY, 6TH, YEAR 506 OF THE IMPERIAL CALENDAR

I was probably happy for the first time in hours when I saw Wilheim appear the previous night.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

After that, I went to sleep feeling satisfied that all was going according to plan.

The next morning, I once I woke up I had my servants dress me in something formal since I was expected to see my assailants parents today.

I was then escorted to the throne room after my daily routine.

Once in the throne room, my servants eased me onto the large throne. I could only imagine what the emperor was like, and how big he was. It was late morning, and I had a meeting requested from the father and mother of the guy who attacked me.

Although I wasn’t particularly happy with the parents that raised that idiot, I was hoping that they were more reasonable than their dumb as a box of rocks son.

They probably thought that I was going to execute their son, which is reasonable, since most monarchs executed people for far less. The only reason I hadn’t was because Wilheim suggested that we turn him into a servant of the royal family for many years, I still hadn’t decided. I was fine with that, because it meant he could learn some humility, as well as how to control those loose emotions of his.

About ten minutes of sitting in the throne room,  and enjoying a little snack, the hall doors opened, and I was met with a large minotaur wearing a green and brown toga. Standing short in stature next to him was assumably his wife. She wore a beautiful light green and white dress, and had antennae as well as notably sharp teeth when she opened her mouth.

The pair quickly made their way to the foot of the stairs in front of my throne. The both quickly got on one knee and began to beg for their son’s life.

“Please, we beg of you Your Majesty, please spare our son. It is true the he is quite foolish and ill-tempered, and that is our fault, but if you gave us the chance, we would properly reteach him and fix what we have failed at.” said the father whom I could actually see just a bit of tears from.

“Yes, we indeed will teach our son what is needed. It is true we stopped properly educating our son around the time of the disappearance of your father, the previous Emperor, but we promise that we will do anything to make sure our son is back on the right path... so please I beg you to reconsider the execution of our son!” cried the mother who was clearly more heart broken than her husband.

I sat there somewhat enjoying this. Dralden was busy with other affairs, meaning that I had to handle the situation, and that I could handle it anyways possible.

Instead of speaking, I decided to signal the knights whom I had stationed in another room that was connected to the throne room with a clap. Two knights and my assailant entered from my left.

My assailant was bound and gagged, and held firmly by the two knights I had assigned. He looked defeated, but then looked up and noticed his parents who were begging on their hands and feet.

The mother and father cried out in surprise to see him. Suddenly a light lit up in my assailant’s eyes, and he suddenly broke free from the grasps of the knights, and charged me, using the horns on his head as a weapon. He surprisingly gained speed quickly, even while being bound, and managed to graze the side of my abdomen when I threw myself out of the way. Before he could recover and make another attempt, the knights charged my assailant while he was still on the ground.

Once again, I had felt angry, and even more so insulted. I began to lose my temper again very quickly, but the time, no words came out, instead I felt something building up in my body quickly. I then saw the air beginning to spark. When I finally started to release the build up, my knights suddenly got up off of my assailant and ran outwards from his direction. As soon as the last one  was far away from my assailant, I let out the energy, releasing a large multi-colored ball of energy towards my assailant.

Once it reached him, there was a strong light emitted on contact, causing me and everyone else to look away from it.

When the light finally dissipated, everyone looked back at my assailants last known location.

He, along with some of the floor, leaving a smooth circular crater, was gone.