Status: Finished.
Xious
The Cell
The Bandit King sat in his cell, wringing his hands and thinking of hte time of when his execution was. Surely, it would be against the Majesty Such-and-Such's plans to kill him in cold blood with the guards. So he had somewhat of a chance. Maybe.
"Ayddin." The Bandit King's eyes lingered up from where he was sitting. A young man, probably a squire, had come to his bars.
"Yes?"
"It's time." Ayddin scoffed.
"Alright then." He got up and came over to the bars.
"Ayddin." The Bandit King's eyes lingered up from where he was sitting. A young man, probably a squire, had come to his bars.
"Yes?"
"It's time." Ayddin scoffed.
"Alright then." He got up and came over to the bars.