A KING OF KINGS

ed back- we should still

one

Southern Patrol. Just so

back my heavy sigh as Mae slumped heavily again

out to start, are y

in relief. We weren't caught, and that hadn't been us they were talking about. That was close.

, and we get to find out what!" Excitement over took my fear and I was holding

w what they did all the way up in their tight-knit little village, and we were going to find out.

shifter at the base o

d a bright light at the end. I edged us as close as I dared. On the other side of the two w

m. Whoa- There were stories about the size of the Northern soldiers, and despite a few

wer

ised platform with six, large, wooden chairs sitting

illagers cheered. The loud, booming, voices of the men sent vibrations throu

nd tried to glance over the tall bodies fifteen feet away from us. "Th

king when I saw a thin copper ladder attached to the side of the house w

e

m rung. I wanted to laugh out loud at the excitement surging through me, but I knew better than that. It took me

I finally pulled myself onto the hard, wooden roof-with a grumpy Mae following behind me- six ginormous male

ge that enclosed the building. We could see everything from this heigh

ng the stage and take- what I assumed-was their res

e wa

man shorter and thinner than the rest walked onto the stage. Someth

hout major effort. Wow... only the elders in our village could do that. "Our Great King had some important mat

f the platform. The cheers were quiet and respectful as a figure the size of two male villagers put togeth

ase go now?" Mae begged as her eyes da

in disap

right? We haven't

on his throne. He was covered from head to toe in black. He wore long black cloak over and equally black pants and tunic

sk being here any longer." She tugged on my hand and tried to

t to see what t

sides me. "Emmy please. I hardly ever beg, but I'm beggi

star

d it in me to tear my eyes off him. He looked like he was trying to appear lazy and relaxed in the throne that was s