A.N. Hey! New Soul Eater story, 'cause my writer's block is kicking my ass. This ones is different than my others. No OCs who are my avatars! Hell, hardly any important OCs, even.
SO, here is A Secret Fit For a King. Enjoy!
Prologue
"Well, Donovan, are you ready to repent for your sins?" Sinister laughter filled the room as the man standing in front of the throne shrank back.
"P-Pl-Please, your Highness. Spare my poor, commoner life! I beg of you, spare me!" He had no such luck. His queen muttered something under her breath and his mind felt as though it was being torn to pieces. His screams filled the empty hall like a dark, twisted music. The queen drew out a whistle and blew into it. From a secret passageway that connected to the throne room, a giant beast slithered out.
"Feast on this body, my pet." Soon, no trace of the execution was left. Ringing a small bell, the Queen checked her dress and her Soul Protect. Quickly, a lively crowd was gathered in the queen's throne room. It was almost like a party. Except if you did no show up when invited, the queen would offer you up next. This gathering occurred every day. Fake laughter burst through the room at every joke the queen made. Every person in that room made themselves appear as though they were enjoying their time with the queen.
That night...
"Soul, when do you think the legend of the Shinigami will come true? It is said that the Lord of Death will come when a tyrant's rule overwhelms all. Surely Queen Medusa's reign is that tyrants!"
"Listen, Maka. That talk is dangerous. Her Royal Highness has eyes and ears everywhere. Especially on us weapons."
"Yes, Soul. You're right. I just want this injustice to end..."
"I do, as well, Maka. Soon, with or without the legend, Queen Medusa will fall. I promise."
A.N. So? What dost my readers think of my story? Medieval, baby! Haha. Don't leave me hanging, 'kay? Chapter 1 is soon to follow (If I get my way.).
Bye!
