Every minute of the tense silence made the young recruitee more and more nervous, and that entertained the king. This boy stood no chance of joining his elite forces. They both knew it. Hailed from a hostile faction, he appeared too young and too naïve. Yet he came. Why?
Finally, the king replied: “We earned the right to be privileged. Only this year, I rejected 400 candidates to my alliance and accepted 18. I actually wonder… What makes you think you can be the 19th?”
The boy raised his head and looked directly into the king’s eyes. He gave the answer the king least expected to hear: “I will bring you the head of Manticore.”
Disclaimer: All characters are fictitious and any resemblance is purely coincidental. Continue reading… “Manticore ~ A Shadow Empires Tale”