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The Sewer King smiled the minute three pet alligators followed a few horrified children. How he enjoyed viewing wide eyes of the children. The ones causing him distress by returning with empty hands minutes ago. The ones picking empty pockets or never able to steal any pretties. He had to use children to steal for him. Ever since society shunned him recently. He guessed he picked too many pockets.
Two hours later, the Sewer King's children ran to him. They looked back with wide eyes. They trembled the minute the snarling alligators appeared.
The Sewer King frowned and stood with his arms behind his back. ''Return with empty hands another time? My pretty pets are going to devour you.'' The Sewer King viewed the children trembling and turning to one another with wide eyes. One girl wrapped her arms around another girl. At least they were safe with one another.
''SCATTER!'' The Sewer King watched as children ran.
One hour went by. Children never returned. The Sewer King's frown returned while his body tensed. His eyes settled on alligators in front of him. ''I'm going to search for my children. Yes. Yes. Yes. I'll return as soon as possible. IF I can find my children.''
The Sewer King remembered others hitting him after viewing him picking pockets. Causing him to flee to the sewer. He winced as he recalled every strike. Every bruise. His every tear. Every sob.
The Sewer King saw a staff on the floor. The same staff he used to scare his children into obeying him. His smile came back after he lifted it. At least he was able to protect himself if anyone attacked him. He placed the staff on his back. Between his red cloak with a long brown coat.
After abandoning alligators, the Sewer King found himself wandering the dark streets. Frowning again, he glanced at any alley. His eyes were on the weapon occasionally. He refused to recall every previous bruise again. The Sewer King looked ahead and continued to search for his children. He was thoughtful.
Perhaps there were pretties for him to steal. One glance at the barren streets. One frown remained. The Sewer King's eyes widened as soon as he viewed a woman stepping out of a shop. His smile came back the minute he viewed a bracelet around the woman's wrist. *A pretty for a king. Yes. Yes. Yes* he thought.
Not one person was going to prevent the Sewer King from obtaining pretties this time. He approached the woman and wiggled his fingers near the bracelet.
The Sewer King's eyes were wide another time the minute his wrist was seized. He looked back. He gasped after he viewed a scowling man. The Sewer King struggled. After glancing at the staff on his back, he reached for it. He was pulled to where the young man stood. His eyes remained wide.
