The king was out walking in the rain that was his (her whatever) faovrite kind of weather. The air smelled great and the little wormy subjects were out of thier wormy subjecty burrows! A door opened and the king was pulled inside. "woah". the king brushed off his(her whatever) royal robe and straightned his(her whatever) crown.The light was dim he could barely recognize the figure in front of him. "what?! are-arne'; thy supposed to be in the dungeon" "silly king no mere bars can contain me >:3" jsut then a knife was pulled the king had no where to go and was slain.
who knows what happned after that
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