"Nervous silence was hanging in the air… heavy, sinister and almost unbearable. Massive throne room that could hold hundreds of guests was empty now. Even guards were sent outside. Only two creatures stood between massive pillars, looking at documents, reports and maps.
- Milord, with all my respect, as your adviser, I don’t think that massacre will solve this situation. Putting all settlement to the sword… that’s will cause a lot of… reaction.
- Serrill, I’ve made a decision. I won’t, I can’t let them chance to act and escape punishment. I can’t let them spoil my towns, corrupt my lands, kill my soldiers!
- But, your Majesty-
- I didn’t give you permission to interrupt me! – king snarled furiously, clenching his teeth with a loud snap, causing his interlocutor to back off.
- Now, listen to me. This kingdom, these lands, this castle… all you can see around is a legacy of my family. My ancestors built this mighty kingdom with sword, conquering all these lands. Town by town, village by village, tribe by tribe. Those who were smart enough to surrender were spared, those who decided to fight died like warriors. We didn’t stop until it was done.
Look at this castle, Serrill, look at the capital outside its walls. Do you really think that this would’ve been possible with all those primitive tribes and towns, being in endless circle of wars, alliances and betrayal?
- No, sir.
- That’s right, dammit! We united these lands! Raised those savages from mud and dirt, built towns, roads, farms, mines, ports. We banished all these miscreants, so called “mages”, “wizards” and “shamans”, freed simple folk from their lies and gave them a chance to have fine lives on our side!
I know what they think about me. That my hands in blood, that I eat their children or breakfast, dinner and evening. That I’m pure evil. But as my father always told me, softness is dangerous. Letting your guard down and passing on direct threats to the state will cause its downfall. There cannot be power without blood. There cannot be respect without fear. Discipline without pain.
Daivin silently approached the small window, looking at the capital below.
- Now, if you got my point, send soldiers to this foul place and put every one of those rebels down. I don’t want to hear about those magicians again. Their heads will be a good warning to every other fool that dares to challenge me, my kingdom and honor of my family.
- Yes, Milord.
- Go. And don’t dare to come back without good news. – He said without even looking at his advisor.
Lizard bowed and quickly headed to the giant doors, eager to leave annoyed monarch in peace and sigh in relief."
- Milord, with all my respect, as your adviser, I don’t think that massacre will solve this situation. Putting all settlement to the sword… that’s will cause a lot of… reaction.
- Serrill, I’ve made a decision. I won’t, I can’t let them chance to act and escape punishment. I can’t let them spoil my towns, corrupt my lands, kill my soldiers!
- But, your Majesty-
- I didn’t give you permission to interrupt me! – king snarled furiously, clenching his teeth with a loud snap, causing his interlocutor to back off.
- Now, listen to me. This kingdom, these lands, this castle… all you can see around is a legacy of my family. My ancestors built this mighty kingdom with sword, conquering all these lands. Town by town, village by village, tribe by tribe. Those who were smart enough to surrender were spared, those who decided to fight died like warriors. We didn’t stop until it was done.
Look at this castle, Serrill, look at the capital outside its walls. Do you really think that this would’ve been possible with all those primitive tribes and towns, being in endless circle of wars, alliances and betrayal?
- No, sir.
- That’s right, dammit! We united these lands! Raised those savages from mud and dirt, built towns, roads, farms, mines, ports. We banished all these miscreants, so called “mages”, “wizards” and “shamans”, freed simple folk from their lies and gave them a chance to have fine lives on our side!
I know what they think about me. That my hands in blood, that I eat their children or breakfast, dinner and evening. That I’m pure evil. But as my father always told me, softness is dangerous. Letting your guard down and passing on direct threats to the state will cause its downfall. There cannot be power without blood. There cannot be respect without fear. Discipline without pain.
Daivin silently approached the small window, looking at the capital below.
- Now, if you got my point, send soldiers to this foul place and put every one of those rebels down. I don’t want to hear about those magicians again. Their heads will be a good warning to every other fool that dares to challenge me, my kingdom and honor of my family.
- Yes, Milord.
- Go. And don’t dare to come back without good news. – He said without even looking at his advisor.
Lizard bowed and quickly headed to the giant doors, eager to leave annoyed monarch in peace and sigh in relief."
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Fantasy
Species Lizard
Size 1040 x 1280px
File Size 224.8 kB
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