The Kingdom of Spades hadn't been in a war for longer than any of the other three, yet it was the one to be assassinated. It happened in the night while the Queen went to get a drink of water. It was a quick death, and no one knew until the King found her dead in the morning. They held a funeral for her, even if the young Prince was sure she wouldn't want something fancy.
Yes, 8 year-old Prince Alfred tried to stop them from "ruining" his mother's burial, but the King hushed and told him he was being disrespectful. So, he sulked through the whole thing and as soon as he could, he ran to his room, where he took one of the Queen's favourite flowers and buried it.
But it was after the funeral service when someone came and admitted to being the one to kill her. A young boy who called himself Arthur. The King didn't know what to do besides arrest the boy and hang him. Alfred had watched the whole thing from the upstairs balcony and could tell that it wasn't the young boy who had killed his mother, but someone else in the crowd who had tried to stop him.
So Alfred, being the hero he was and not wanting an innocent boy to be killed for a crime he didn't commit, ran downstairs and stopped the guards from grabbing Arthur.
"No!" He shouted. "It wasn't him!" His eyes searched through the crowd until they landed on a figure who was backing away with a look of horror in his green eyes. "It was that dude!" He pointed at the man, who froze when he yelled that.
"Ali!" The young boy shouted from behind Alfred. The man started walking forward, his face relaxing.
"It's okay Artie-"
"Don't call me that."
"Arthur." The man huffed. "It's true." He told the king. Alfred's father gave him a horrific look of shock before ordering the guards to take "Ali" away to the dungeon, the young Arthur crying to let him go. Alfred was shocked that he had been right, but couldn't understand why the other boy was crying to let the murderer go.
Then, the boy punched Alfred's arm, hard, and stood glaring at him while he himself was glared at by guards. "You're a vicious being. I'm so glad my big brother killed your mother because you don't deserve one!" And then he ran off, ducking under and around people's legs in an escape from the guards, leaving a dumbstruck Prince in his wake.
A/N: Whatcha think? This is the first story I have uploaded on here and I am so nervous about it! Please, tell me whatcha think!