I completed all my work early so that I could visit the gathering on time.
I dressed in loose clothes and picked up a black scarf from my wardrobe to cover my face.
I couldn't show my face to anyone.
My face would give away my identity and I couldn't let that happen
I secretly made my way out of the packhouse
On crossing the border I could see a large gathering.
It was easy to blend in such a large crowd and that's what I did.
The temperature was near freezing point here so everyone was covered in hats or hoods or muffler s. This made me feel safe and as hideous as my role required.
Most people were gathered around the centre which was risen on a platform.
I could hear his voice
Loud and clear addressing the audience
But I couldn't see him
Hundreds of people were blocking my view
I tried jumping up and even push people to move forward but all in vain
"You all are under my protection and no one can lay even a finger on you, your king will make sure that our lands are free from all rogues and murderers, that everyone lives a happy life without fear....
Today the main reason for my visit is unity
I want to unite all the packs together to fight against all the evil in our world, so tell me are you all with me against this fight?"
Everyone cheered for him like he was their god
They raised their voices together saying
"Long live the king"
Again and again
These all people were delusional
They were so blinded by his white lies that they couldn't see his ulterior motive
Some people were talking amongst themselves
"He is like a god to me, he is even better than king Aaron, during his tenure we lived in so much fear and poverty but since King Alger came I forgot what poverty was like"
He is no match for my father
My father did so much for these people, my entire royal bloodline was killed saving them and these unworthy people say that this murderer, this Alger was better than my dad.
I wanted to confront them and ask them what couldn't my father give them, what wrong he did ??
But I restrained myself
This was not the time for this
With time all these people will get to know the true face of this so-called king Alger
They will see his selfish intentions behind the generosity he is showing these people.
I was losing my hope of seeing his face as his speech was coming to an end
I decided to move back and climb on something higher
My eyes landed on a window panes with grills on them
I grabbed the grill and lifted my body up
Cold winds passed through me making me quiver in cold
.
A little higher
.
Placing my feet on the grill I turned around to see
The kings crown was visible
.
The winds were stronger now
.
I lifted my foot to stand on my toes
The scalf untied because of the winds and blocked my view
I moved my head to get it out of my face as my hands were still holding the grill
I caught a glimpse of his face
And the thing that caught my attention was the scar that covered his cheek
It started from his eye and ended near his mouth
It looked scary akin to the aura he was emitting
This was only for a few seconds because I heard someone shouting
"Hey, you!!! Get down !! what are you doing there?"
I looked down and a gasp left my lips
Those two hunks that tried to break my legs earlier were standing there looking up at me.
But that was not it, the worst part was that my scalf was now hanging around my neck and my face was on full display.
Their eyes widened when they recognised me and that was when a curse left my lips
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