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The invisible king - Page 120 - You failed at ruling - By geofrey - Overview

You are dumped harshly onto the throne room next to Mirth, who is trembling. To be honest, so are you. The fact that you are both in your underwear doesn’t help maters as the peasants laugh and jeer, you can only hope their attention is more focused on Mirth’s buxom form and white lace underwear than your own body. Sitting in Mirht’s throne is an austere woman, in her late twenties. She is has an unexaggerated, hourglass figure, with her hair pulled back tightly, clear porcelain skin and penetrating green eyes. She has a crop and is dressed in a long, tight fitting purple dress. “So, these are the idiots to which we trust our lives, our safety?” she says commandingly, silencing the on looking peasants, “Look at our leaders. They enter a marriage pack with foreigners to prevent war, while ignoring your poverty. And, to make matters worse, they lose the foreigners queen! These monsters probably killed her!” Mirth trembling has become very noticeable, she bites her lower lip to stop from bawling as the woman stands over you. You open your mouth to speak, unsure of whether it will be pleas, justification or defiance. It doesn’t matter though, as you open your mouth she clenches it shut with her long delicate fingers. “What punishment shall we meet out to these worms!” she says through clenched teeth. You await the reply, your eyes closed in fear.

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