That night at the banquet, Kimmy and the whole royal family sat high up on
their thrones as entertainers preformed below them. Kimmy frantically back
and fourth looking for the captured man. Bradley set his hand on hers and
leaned in and whispered, "Its going to be fine. Just close your eyes."
Kimmy bit her lip.
Suddenly, three guards came in carrying a struggling man tangle up
with chains. Kimmy stood up
to see but Bradley put his hand out. "Let go!" bellowed the struggling
man. The guards brought him to the middle of the room and set him down.
Next a tall man dressed all in black came out with a wooden club. Kimmy
leaned in next to Bradley. "What going to happen?" Kimmy whispered. Bradley
shook his head.
"My lord." The tall man said to the King. "By following rule number
3," He began opening the paper of rules. "We shall give the enemy a
beating for what they deserve. Shall I begin?" "Proceed." The King said.
The man picked up the club and swung it, with a might blow hitting the
captured man over the back. He fell to the ground. "Do you beg for
forgiveness?" asked the tall man. "And dishonor my country?" The now
wounded man said. "Never." So the beating went on and every blow cut into
Kimmys heart as she watched in pain as this young soldier was being beat
for what he was raised to do.
Suddenly Kimmy had a plan. A plan she knew she had to do. "I'll be
back." she said. The queen nodded and whispered it to the King. He also
nodded. Kimmy trotted down the steep stairs leading to their thrones. She
now ran through the back enterance. And stood in the doorway of the back
enterance for a closer look. "One more time I will ask." Said the tall man.
"Beg for forgivness and tell us where there hide out is." The captured man
raised his bruised and bloody face towards the tall man. "I would rather
die!" he said weakly. The tall man smiled. He raised his club for one final
blow. Kimmy now knew what she needed to do know. In front of everyone. For
them, for him, for her. She ran out in the stadium screaming "wait!" the
crowd including her family gasped as she dove for the wounded man lying on
the ground with her body covering his, the tall man quickly lowered his
club and bowed at her unexpected presence. The King stood up and the queen
and other princesses covered their mouths in awe and humiliation. Bradley
stood and ran to the middle of the stadium. "Leave this man be!" Kimmy
yelled to everyone. "By order of the princess back away!" The tall man
bowed and slowly backed away. The now injured man looked up at the
princess. "Kimberly this is an outrage!" bellowed the King. Bradley got
down to Kimberly and raised her to her feet. "Lets go." He said softly.
Kimberly yanked her arm out of his grip. "No," she said. "I can't walk out
on something that isnt right."
By now, the queen was in tears and the other princesses shifted nervously.
The king nodded to the tall man and said to him "Put him in the
cellar."the tall man and three other guards dragged the wounded man into
the back. The wounded man looked back at the princess as he faded into
darkness.Bradley knew the king was going to chat with Kimberly so he turned
to the crowd. "Refills have just came! So have seconds of the foods!" he
shouted. Everyone got back to the party.
The King and Kimmy went into the main quarters. "You were an embarassment
to this whole royal family!" shouted the king pacing fast. "He is an enemy
nothing more." Kimmy stared at the floor. "He is a human." She said
under her breath. He looked at her. "He is less than us. Not counting the
fact he isn't royalty..." "Are you implying that anyone not royalty is
less?" Kimmy interupted. "Don't start another subject you could get in
more trouble in Kimberly." He said. And with that, Kimmy ran down the hall
to her room.
their thrones as entertainers preformed below them. Kimmy frantically back
and fourth looking for the captured man. Bradley set his hand on hers and
leaned in and whispered, "Its going to be fine. Just close your eyes."
Kimmy bit her lip.
Suddenly, three guards came in carrying a struggling man tangle up
with chains. Kimmy stood up
to see but Bradley put his hand out. "Let go!" bellowed the struggling
man. The guards brought him to the middle of the room and set him down.
Next a tall man dressed all in black came out with a wooden club. Kimmy
leaned in next to Bradley. "What going to happen?" Kimmy whispered. Bradley
shook his head.
"My lord." The tall man said to the King. "By following rule number
3," He began opening the paper of rules. "We shall give the enemy a
beating for what they deserve. Shall I begin?" "Proceed." The King said.
The man picked up the club and swung it, with a might blow hitting the
captured man over the back. He fell to the ground. "Do you beg for
forgiveness?" asked the tall man. "And dishonor my country?" The now
wounded man said. "Never." So the beating went on and every blow cut into
Kimmys heart as she watched in pain as this young soldier was being beat
for what he was raised to do.
Suddenly Kimmy had a plan. A plan she knew she had to do. "I'll be
back." she said. The queen nodded and whispered it to the King. He also
nodded. Kimmy trotted down the steep stairs leading to their thrones. She
now ran through the back enterance. And stood in the doorway of the back
enterance for a closer look. "One more time I will ask." Said the tall man.
"Beg for forgivness and tell us where there hide out is." The captured man
raised his bruised and bloody face towards the tall man. "I would rather
die!" he said weakly. The tall man smiled. He raised his club for one final
blow. Kimmy now knew what she needed to do know. In front of everyone. For
them, for him, for her. She ran out in the stadium screaming "wait!" the
crowd including her family gasped as she dove for the wounded man lying on
the ground with her body covering his, the tall man quickly lowered his
club and bowed at her unexpected presence. The King stood up and the queen
and other princesses covered their mouths in awe and humiliation. Bradley
stood and ran to the middle of the stadium. "Leave this man be!" Kimmy
yelled to everyone. "By order of the princess back away!" The tall man
bowed and slowly backed away. The now injured man looked up at the
princess. "Kimberly this is an outrage!" bellowed the King. Bradley got
down to Kimberly and raised her to her feet. "Lets go." He said softly.
Kimberly yanked her arm out of his grip. "No," she said. "I can't walk out
on something that isnt right."
By now, the queen was in tears and the other princesses shifted nervously.
The king nodded to the tall man and said to him "Put him in the
cellar."the tall man and three other guards dragged the wounded man into
the back. The wounded man looked back at the princess as he faded into
darkness.Bradley knew the king was going to chat with Kimberly so he turned
to the crowd. "Refills have just came! So have seconds of the foods!" he
shouted. Everyone got back to the party.
The King and Kimmy went into the main quarters. "You were an embarassment
to this whole royal family!" shouted the king pacing fast. "He is an enemy
nothing more." Kimmy stared at the floor. "He is a human." She said
under her breath. He looked at her. "He is less than us. Not counting the
fact he isn't royalty..." "Are you implying that anyone not royalty is
less?" Kimmy interupted. "Don't start another subject you could get in
more trouble in Kimberly." He said. And with that, Kimmy ran down the hall
to her room.