“So, obviously now there are factions out in the world that want to get rid of me. I thought this place doesn’t have any News networks or Internet?” I asked out loud while trying to find a comfortable spot on my new oversized bronze throne with three Lion heads on it. Two on each side and one BIG one right on top of the royal fart cushion/silencer.

“Well you did announce you present and purpose to a big public audience a while back. There were a lot of other races present on that day then just the Citizens of this city.” Susi answered while watching me moving and rolling all over the damn throne sit.

This thing needs more pillows in my opinion.

Funny how I so casually try to make myself comfortable on this new seat of mine that looks like something belonging to Zeus and not a puny mortal. It also doesn’t help that I was also literally sitting in the most open ended area in the entire fucking Palace.

The throne room, which I also like to call “column city”. Why? Well have you ever seen or heard about the palace of Persepolis in one of the dozens of documentaries out there, and have you ever heard about the high king’s throne room there as well?

Well long story short, this is exactly what MY throne room looks like too. Only taller, wider and with a long open strip of missing ceiling above the walkway that leads up towards the throne, letting needed sunlight in during the day and star light at night. Aaaand any sharpshooting assassin butt stabbers as well, brilliant, not to mention the huge fucking windows on each side of the grand hall as well, but then again those aren’t really important.

If any Ass-sassy wants to get in through those then he or she will be forced to do a lot of noise while doing so. Giving everybody enough time to react and for me to hid behind Susi for protection.

Bakuss did insured me that the roof above the throne hall is patrolled by Palace guard but to be honest I wouldn’t entrust my life more with these clowns then I would with Penelope instead. You can’t beat a flamethrower after all, except for the BFG 9000 which I honestly wish was in my possession right about now…Or on second thought maybe not for EVERYBODY'S sake.

I might miss and then blow up one halve of the Palace with one shot. Not to mention of the many food storages and kitchens as well. Never really enjoyed the thought of wasting food like that, especially cheese.

I was about to give up on my attempt in trying to find a comfortable spot on this bronze throne when suddenly a new challenger appears.

It was a Palace guard, galloping towards us from the throne hall entrance. She stopped right at the foot of the throne before bowing.

“Your highness. We have managed to capture the two culprits responsible for the assassination attack earlier. They are being hauled and kept deep within the Palace dungeons as we speak.” She informed which in turn just made me smile for a completely different reason.

Can’t help but find the concept of mares being part of my army rather cute, giving their size and more slender design and what not. Pussy in a can is what I like to call it, makes you wanna grab a can opener from the kitchen and get down on that teasing pile of food container.

Not me, because bestiality is NOT my fetish. Well…for the foreseeable future at least.

Susi perked up at that. “Really now, was there any difficulty?” Susi asked, basically doing the talking for me.

This can be both good and bad at the same time. Can’t tell jokes and confuse people's anymore if Susi steals my need to speak all the time, plus I doubt Susi is any good at the arts of joshing knowing her background.

The female guard nods her head. “Kind of, luckily it was the more seasoned members of the guards who found and subdued them. Besides a few bruises and even a burn mark thanks to the one with the gem on her head, nothing too serious to report.” She reported.

I just blew a raspberry. “Well of course, if it were any of the more run in the mill guard they would have most likely gotten themselves PAWN NOOB or something.” I commented while laying myself horizontal on my throne which…actually works well.

There was no retort or comeback comment from either of these two, probably because that my statement was somewhat true, even in their eyes. I know it’s somewhat harsh and unfair to criticize the larger majority of guards out there. But really, a problem can only be addressed if you acknowledge the problem in the first place. In this case, drill these motherfuckers so hard until it comes back out of their mouth…and then reverse it the other way.

Sex jokes make everything better and makes everything with kids angry. Why. Because old school parents are like robots. They can’t take jokes.

I just clapped my hands. “Well then, let’s go meet our wanna be Hitman’s then shall we? No need to keep our wonderful guests waiting after all” I declared before hopping off my throne.

Susi didn’t seemed very supportive with my idea. “Do I still have to remind you that these two just tried to kill you?” She reminded before following me.

I just waved it off. “So, which is why I want to personally see them myself. Get face to face with these brownies and to maybe find out WHY they are after my very hide and who sent them. Maybe we can come up to terms with something without having to send these two off into one of those nasty back alleyway businesses that exist in some shanty parts of the city. All tied up of course.” I explained.

Either they will say that such a fate is worse than death…or the greatest thing to ever happen in their young and dinky tail lives. Depends on them.

The nameless guard quickly followed as well before leaving the throne hall.

Right at the portal I stopped and turned my attention to the newcomer. “Well lead the way then. I certainly don’t know where north and south is in this place.” I gestured, in which she just nods before doing just that.

I am still convinced that if I ever dare to explore this place own my own and walk down some unknown corner never seen before corner of this maze, then I would certainly find either the lost city of Atlantis or El Dorado…or maybe a portal to the Land of Oz.

The last one would certainly be interesting simply because it would give me the chance to find the Emerald city, conquer it and then deconstruct it to get my hand on all of that shiny emeralds for Penelope to feast on. Because apparently dragons eat gems in this world according to one of her caretakers.

The grand wizard can kiss my ass because I know that he isn’t a wizard. Just a smart ass with a lot of mirrors, fireworks and a voice synthesizer. And what about the wicked witch? Well just go ahead and spit in her face and watch her wax melt off her skin. Spit had traces of water as well after all. Only much more disgusting.

Anyway, a lot of turning and passing by later we finally made it down into the Palace dungeons. A place where the electric bills were totally ignored in favor of IMMERSION.

This place is so moody it would make the mind of an Emo kid look more enthusiastic, or a realistic lightning mod for Skyrim where shit just gets too dark to see. Thankfully one of the guards guarding the front gate followed us inside with a torch, which meant…nothing too be honest.

Still moody as fuck.

The prison was exactly…how you would imagine a prison from this particular time period would look like. Iron bars, rough stone walls, Rats, that kind of Jazz.

Apparently these two Gazelles were stuffed much deeper into the prison then I imagined. Passing by a quiet number of cells on our way that where either empty or held you’re a simple wanna be burglar and criminal inside of them. Either way the trip didn’t last long, and after ascending some steep stepped we finally arrived at the cell housing the to two horny assassins inside of it.

I say horny because Gazelle have horns and apparently so do they, which is weird because being horny is normally only a Stag thing the last time I checked. Doe’s shouldn’t have horns but then again this is magical fantasy land with fairies and miniature talking everything.

Even more intriguing was the blue colored gem that of them had imbedded into the front of its skull which was either jammed in there at a later time, glued on or actually in born. If it is the later then it certainly is time for me…FOR Susi to investigate further. Because this could be interesting.

Or I can just ask her after she stopped glaring at me. Which I doubted would be anytime soon.

Time to work my charm and abuse my powers.

“Well here we are, these two are the culprits who tried to take your life your highness. Don’t get to close because those magic cancelling bars only work one way.” The female guard informed, which I guess, is useful to know.

The gem less doe immediately perked up after that. “But…but we didn’t. I already told you multiple times that we didn’t do anything. We weren’t even trying to kill him. It was more of a kidnapping than anything else. I swear.” She pleaded, looking and sounding quiet desperate.

The mare guard didn’t looked too pleased. “And I already told you that I am not buying into your lies. The timing and you're intruding presence within the Palace just speak against you. Not to mention your ‘sister's’ ability of range magic.” She accused.

She didn’t budge though as she was about to say something when her “Sister” stopped her. “Would you stop already? This is obviously not going to click with them and frankly, even if it does then we are still going to be stuck in her for attempted assault. We are prisoners either way.” She explained before just sitting down and ignoring all of us by turning away.

A moody one isn’t she. Maybe I should give her some cheese. That would certainly brightened the mood…for me at least *troll face*.

Since neither of my companions were in any level of open-mindedness I simply decided to step up and talk to the not moody one myself.

This immediately got the not moody one's attention. “You say that neither you nor your other half had no involvements or plans regarding what happened this morning? Why should your saying be true or panicky one?” I question, doing my best Arthur impression from “quest of the holy grail”

Why that Arthur? Because the other Arthur is too serious for my tastes.

She kept her position though, knowing that if she stood up or even dares to move closer to me, imprisonment would be the least of her worries judging by the readiness of the guards around me.

She stayed seated. “Well because me and my sister here were in a completely different area within the palace when this…assassination happened somewhere outside. We couldn’t have attempted the assassination, simple because the two of us were in a completely different area of the Palace.” She explained again.

She did had a point there after all. The attack did came from north wing of the Palace and if my sense of directions where to be trusted then the hallways these two would have come from after we bumped into each other was actually from the complete opposite direction. The hallway that lead to the south wing to be precise.

“Quite a good alibi.” I thought to myself while stroking my chin and puckering my lips.

Well, that changes everything I guess.

“Guards. Let the not moody one out.” I casually ordered which got everyone by surprise. Even the moody one.

“Wai-wait…what?” Everybody exclaimed in sync.

I just nod. “You heard me right, release the gem-less one. I wish to talk to her in a more…less shitty environment. I mean really, I think a total a 3 rats already ran past me ever since we got here. Absolutely disgusting.” I frowned at the end, even more so when I did spot another rodent just momentarily appear in the corner of my eye.

I have no interest in contributing to another Black Death. Let someone else do that.

The female guard was the first to recover after she shook her head. She looked up at me. “Your highness…with all due respect, I think that order of yours is…founded in really foolish ideas.” She announced in a total calm and respective tone.

Well this is knew, never knew you could insult someone so…respectfully. Could have almost been my idea if miss unnamed guard didn’t showed it first.

I really should start learning the names of underlings…if I ever feel like it that is.

I just crossed my arms behind my back and smile. “I know, you must be new here.” I exclaimed. “If you knew me then you would know that I am ALL about foolish, silly and downright nonsensical ideas. Not just for the sake of entertainment but also to keep everyone, especially my enemies constantly guessing and in a state of confusion.” I finished with a raised finger.

Everybody just looked at me from, even the moody one as she bothered to lift her head and gaze up over her shoulder. The only one who isn’t particularly surprised is of course Susi. She already seems to get or understand my erratic nature.

Good for her I guess because I can easily find other ways, a lot of other ways to also keep her on her toes, or in this case tippy hooves.

The guard still looked unconvinced unsurprisingly. “Even if that is the case. My duty is to guard you and keep you safe from all harm’s way, even if I have to endanger my own life to do so. Therefore I am sorry to say that I am not approving of your decision in letting one of these Gazelles out from their cell. The risk outweigh the benefits.” She exclaimed, looking and sounding quiet determined in her believe.

Noble, touching, inspiring but such a joy kill nonetheless.

I crossed my arms once more before leaning forward. “If that is your agenda then where the heck have you been when the attack actually happened?” I pressed on, unnecessary but still giving me the result that I was looking.

She flinch a bit back, her eyes widening for a moment before returning to their previous stoic look. “I…I was actually part of the training you and your captain conducted with us before the attack. I was personally in one of the most rear end ranks to be honest.” She explained while keeping herself tall.

I just scratched my chin at that. “Ok, well she does seem to know what to say then.” I thought.

“By the way, what is your name anyway?” I ask which again caused her eyes to momentarily blink.

She kept steady. “Sergeant Liuanda of the third companions. Your highness.” She answered.

I nod before smiling. “Well then Liuanda, would you then be so kind and tell that one guy behind you to open the cell door? I still wish to take ‘not moody one’ with me for some personal coffee and biscuits.” I asked once more.

She just shook her head. “No can do your highness, as I said your safety is more important, if you want, we can just continue with the interrogation for you.” She continued to resist which was both commendable and somewhat of a buzz kill.

“Well in that case the safety of the entire STATE is in risk here, and judging by the fact that neither you, nor anyone else has the patience and state of mind to get any info out of these horns, then I guess it shall fall onto me to do the Job, because unlike you a lot, I at least have coffee and biscuits to offer.” I announced politely with a raised finger, before getting serious.

“That, and I am your fucking king so let the not moody one out so that I can finally have the aforementioned Coffee and biscuits. Its past snack hour as it is.” I ordered this time which again caused a momentary glitch in her system.

She was obviously still unsure about all of this but in the end she just sighed. She knew that she can’t openly reject a direct order from her king, self believes and what not. So that’s how being bossy feels like then? Those teachers back during my school days might have actually be onto something. Especially Mister Herberg my fucking gym teacher during high school.

She turned over to guard and gave him a nod. He returned the gesture before pulling out a key from a satchel with his hoof. Again, no idea how it works but also again, I don’t care. Conveniences are conveniences and should not be questions.

“Wait a second.” Liuanda raised a hoof which in turn caused the guard to pause. She suddenly pulled out a small crystal thing out of her own satchel, very rough and wide in nature. No idea what it is or for what it's for but I am sure she is going to openly announce it either way without anyone needing to ask.

The moody mare thought looked especially dreadful at the thing at Liuanda’s hoof.

“If anyone ask or doesn’t know. This right here is a nethicite, a unique and rare type of crystal with very effective anti-magic properties. Any magic user nearby on a certain perimeter will be unable to use any kind of magic or spell as his or her mana just gets automatically attracted and absorbed by the crystal. Basically a magic magnet/sponge.” She explained out loud before giving the guard another nod.

“Nethicite? Have I heard of that name before?” I mentally wondered as I watched the guard open the cell door.

“Well you heard the king. You are free to come out and will be escorted with him wherever he wants to take you.” The still nameless guard instructed towards the doe in question.

She of course looked hesitant and nervous. On the other hand her other half in comparison looked more ready for an actual fight as she immediately stood up with her gem glowing in sync with the markings on her horns.

This though didn’t go unnoticed by Miss Liuandas keen focus as she immediately presented the familiar sounding crystal towards her direction. “I wouldn’t even bother if I were you. I know that you know what this crystal is, so how about you stay away from her and the door and keep low. Otherwise whatever magic you have still in you will be sapped out of you.” She threatened.

The message was reached, especially after the crystal suddenly began to blink for just a moment. The aggressive Doe though sighed in defeat but not without giving Lui a death glare before lowering herself.

“Still feel like that this name is somehow ringing some distant bells inside of me.” I continued my thought as both the guard was stepping in to fish out the non aggressive doe and Susi stepped up behind Lui.

“May I require where in the god's name have you gotten you hoof on such a rare stone? As far as I know, these magic negating minerals are only native to the Bronze Canyons far down in the south west.” Susi questioned while looking down at the stone.

Lui kept her attention fixed on the cell as she answered. “Old family heirloom lady Susara and a gift to my grandfather by a local tribe member that resides closely to the aforementioned canyons when he used to work there. Got gifted to him after he saved the Zebra’s life after a major mining accident by tending his wounds and personally carrying him back to a more experienced shaman. Since then, the nethicite has been with our family ever since.” She explained.

Susi nods as the entire thing continued.

The doe I picked eventually complied as she moved out of her cell.

“Do anything provided as hostile or uncooperative and you will meet the end of my Blade. Do I make myself clear?” Lui threatened which didn’t really help the doe’s nervousness.

“Ah just let her. The way she is acting I doubt that she is really going to be doing anything.” I assured her which in turn gave me a sideways glance from her.

“How would you know that?” She asked while keeping her eye’s on both of them.

I smiled. “Cousins, have lots of them back from where I come from and when I mean a lot, I mean A LOT.” I pointed out verbally. “One of them actually was quite similar to the none moody one over, I say ‘was’ because now she is in high school and such characteristics are being stumped out in such a dreadful place rather quickly.” I explained.

She just nods, probably not really getting the whole “high school” part, as the doe finally took her position next to her and the other nameless guard that I don’t know. Just like 99% of the guards here.

She kept quiet, staring down at the floor and avoiding everyone else. A typical reaction for such a typical behavior. I am defiantly wasting time now aren’t I? But then again, time has already started to be wasted the moment it even came into existence. So really, what I am doing to my own time on a day to day bases is really nothing new or unique in a universal scale.

Just look at E.T for example, wasting his time bonding with a human child instead in finding a way back home. Or how Anakin was wasting his time in pursuing a woman that is way older then him (that creep) only to almost choke her to death later and throwing away everything he had accomplished prior all because of him drinking his sorrow away after his mom bit the sand.

See, we are all wasting our time one way or another.

“Uhm…your highness?” Susi suddenly tapped me on the chin.

I blinked before looking around and seeing almost everyone (except for the timid doe) looking at me questionably. I mean the two guards still look as stoic as ever but I know for a fact that they are just as confused and curious as the high priestess next to me.

Come to think of it, I really haven’t seen her do or act very religiously ever since I met her. Huh. Wonder what she does when I am not looking.

I scratched my head. “Sorry did I missed something.” I questioned almost automatically.

Susi nods. “Well…no. Just that Luianda just announced that we can depart whenever you want too.” She explained which in turn made me hum in satisfaction.

I clapped my hands. “Perfect, lets then get out of this dark hole and finally get back up to the surface for some coffee and biscuits. Oh and of course have little friendly chat with our guest, slash, prisoner who is being framed for attempted murder on a capital level which can or cannot lead to a public executions.” I rambled in one breath which, in turn, caused the does attention to spike as she looked up at me with side eyes.

I just grinned before leading the way out of this prison hole with a new addition in tow.

I think sprucing up this prison with some flowers would certainly do wonders. I mean sure, prettying up a prison would totally defeat the purpose of a prison being a place for punishments, guilt, sorrow, and crappy plumbing. But who cares, I’m the king, if I want to feminize my own prisons then who the fuck can tell me otherwise? Certainly not the prisoners.

I think I shall call this added project, “Prison Nation Feminization”. Just another thing to add on the ever growing list of things to add.

The life of a king is very hard, not to mention dangerous to your health as well. Assassination and French style food with WAY too much butter in them.

“Uhm…your highness. The royal dining room is that way.” Susi pointed out the moment we left the dungeon.

My enthusiasm shattered, once more pulled back down into the realms of reality. Like still having no idea where to go and where generally everything is in this place.

I pressed my lips together before turning to Susana. “Well then Susi, why don’t YOU lead the way while I follow. Very close behind. In case of more assassass or trespassers.” I gestured.

She didn’t respond as she did just that, leading me and my new set of luggage back to an area of the Palace which I have only visited once if memory serves me well. Why? Because of my laziness and the actual distance it would take for me to walk three times in a day just so I can eat.

The kitchens themselves are actually closer toward my room then the dining room is in comparisons. A whole extra door further, just imagine the distance.

No really, the distance between these two rooms is the same as the length of my whole house. A ridiculous realization when you think about it.

“May I acquire what these biscuits are your highness?” Luianda suddenly ask midway through.

A question that brought in one important realization to mind. “Wait, do they even have biscuits in this world?”

Short answer is…they didn’t.

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I was right, these Zebra don’t have or even know what biscuits are. Which is a shame as I was really in the mood for some this late afternoon. Though they do have these chocolate encased Dates which I guess work just as well with Coffee as biscuits would have. So not all hope is lost in the end.

Again, it’s better than nothing while also ordering some gems from the national vault for Penelope to chew on. Talk about being the most expensive food in the world, go throw your truffles at a local back alley hobo you delicacies dealers because my adoptive daughter is literally eating gems for dinner. Gem stone the size of baseballs no less. Basically eating someone’s yearly salary in a daily bases.

Talk about eating money, but then again according to Susi, gemstone of this kind aren’t actually not as uncommon as someone would think. They are still not so common to make them completely worthless, but at the same time they aren’t particularly rare either. Just need to know where to look and you should be able to find a couple of them rather easily.

Besides that, the whole coffee and…NOT biscuits break turned out to be a total success. Penelope is quietly sitting beside me and munching on some minerals while I was enjoying a good mug of coffee and some…NOT biscuits, and Ms. Not moody was sitting all awkwardly on the opposite end of the table with two guards closely flanking her from both sides.

I was feeling a bit insulted to be honest, mostly because of the fact that she hasn’t touched or even attempted to both try out her coffee or her NOT biscuits she was provided with. Talk about a lack of enthusiasm towards your “Gastgeber”. This was supposed be a interiga-CHAT with some Coffee and biscuits in mind. Which is not happening at this moment.

What where are the table manners? If I was British I would seriously feel offended, but since I am not I couldn’t possibly give less of a shit…almost.

“So, do you feel comfortable enough to eat and talk now…or should I already order my 3^rd mug before this chat can even start?” I asked out loud before taking another zip.

Her head rose almost immediately afterwards as she looked at me and stuttered.” Bu-but…you haven’t told me or even ask me anything ever since we got here.” She clarified, which may or may not be out of fear or just an unhealthy dose of shyness on her part.

I know what she feels but I laid out the question anyway. Why? Just for the sake of wasting time.

But besides that she was more or less correct. I really haven’t ask or giving her much attention or general direction to go with ever since we got seated. That and one of the servants came in with Penelope on her to seat her down right beside me afterwards.

I guess a large part of that was Penelope’s fault as she immediately began to babble something to me which in turn ended up being just another set of undecipherable nonsense to me. Just like pretty much every time she tries to talk to me, or everyone else.

To be honest, I could listen to that baby talk of hers all day, even more so when watching her nipple on those Microsoft paint minerals.

But then again, there are a lot of things that make me listen or watch something all day just to escape the responsibilities of being an adult.

Adult in quotations.

I hummed. “Well, how about from the beginning then.” I announced while stroking my chin.

“What were you and your…sibling really up to here in the castle? You said that the two of you had nothing in common to what happened prior before the three of us (well me and a couple of others) bumped into each other.” I started in hopes of finally getting somewhere...for once.

She fidget a bit on her seat before looking up again. “We-well yes…for starters I nor my sister had nothing to do with what happened in general. As I have tried to explain many times before, me and my sister were in a completely different part of the castle when we heard the echoing noise of what happened.” She recites before looking down at the table. “As for the reason why...” she her ears folded.” We were scouting the interior of the Palace for a vault or whatever else that is holding a very important item belonging to our race, while at the same time trying to find you so that we or more like my sister could enchant you to make kidnaping you a lot easier and bring you to the south eastern steppes so that our father and elders can use you as leverage towards the Zebra’s to give them back our ancestral lands and more. What our father and the others would have done to you afterwards is honestly unknown to both me and my sister…maybe even for the better.” She finished her confession before slumping back down against her seat.

This certainly is thought provoking. For one, if her claims are true then their attentions were nothing to nefarious, just a mission of revenge and to reclaim something that had been taking away from them a very long time ago. Still the whole aftermath of what would have happened to me after that is still somewhat disturbing to me. But that really can’t be their fault, they are just following orders like every good soldier.

The true villains are the ones above after all, which in this case, I am one of them. Especially in their eyes.

Also she is very weak willed and minded for spilling out all of that information without even having to use force.

Furthermore I am pretty sure that, whatever she is talking about is something that happened a thousand years ago. The time of the last Monkey king before everything went to shit.

This just obviously proves that I got my work cut out for me. The thought alone makes me want to stay in bed, but not this time, oh no. Enough lollygagging, it’s time to pull up my pants and kiss my ass goodbye. Because my ass is in my pants, which I can’t see it because it’s covered in fabric.

Yeah enough lollygagging.

I fixed my purple toga before sitting up straight. Need to look professional after all, well as professional as I can keep it.

“Your kind desires the return of your ancestral home? If that is all I don’t see no reason why I shouldn’t let a piece of someone atlas to be return to its rightful owners. What kind of land are we talking about anyway?” I questioned in the end while leaning forwards in a business man like fashion.

The doe again didn’t meet my gaze as she just looked off the side. I just have this feeling that it’s not going to be as simple as I originally intended.

“Well, it’s not as simple like that.” She answered which pretty much confirmed my feelings.

I groaned. “Well of course it isn’t. Well in that case just tell me how high and thick the wall that I need to cross so that I can groan some more.” I said with a forced smile that I just know is going to leaving me very much soon.

She nods while keeping her gaze fixed on the table. “Well, the reason as to why isn’t so simple is because…the land has been occupied by one of the many Zebra tribes from old since the collapse of your ancestors civilization after the last king. Not just any tribe, one of the largest and powerful ones in the entire steppes. A tribe my own spices had many disputes within the past regarding land and the rights to natural resources.” She explained.

Well shit…from simple to tiring, to downright difficult. This just also reminds me of my expected goal in re-unifying all of the different tribes that exist out there back together into a new and reborn nation just like how it used to be a 1000 years ago.

I always had the feeling that things aren’t going to be simple from the get-go but having to now openly deal with conspiracies against me, past blood that I have to pay for, and the concept of a possible internal unstableness regarding all of the different Zebra groups and their ideology is sending it WAY close towards home for my comfort.

Still it’s something I have to get passed while at the same time looking so orderly dashing handsome while doing it. Actually come to think of it, it still might be a lot more easier then it naturally feels at the beginning. If I managed to somehow weasel my way through fucking college for 4 straight years without failing then something like this shouldn’t also be too hard to weasel through.

It’s just like how my father used to say. “Stell dich doof dann gehts dir gut”

If it works for school and real life politics then it should most likely work here as well. Confusion and wit can be a powerful weapon after all, especially when that wielder is mad man-child with a caffeine addictions.

Well that’s what my cousins used to say, but I just like to call it essential morning brew.

“Talking about brew, should I really order a third refilling?” I thought to myself as I gazed down at my quarter full mug.

Well those thoughts got quickly quenched the moment one of the doors leading into the dining hall suddenly burst open with a stallion standing between them.

“Your highness, we just received a declaration of war from one of our neighbors.” He shouted

Everybody was shocked even Penelope as she just casually looked over at the panting guard while still nibbling on her rock.

I was more surprised than shocked. “What? But I haven’t even ended my turn yet.” I shouted back.

Author's Notes:

It finally begins. From this point forth the slow climb and Legacy of Alexander the Gre-MAGNIFICENT and his empire will finally start to take shape. From here the Achaemidien Empire shall rise and become the LARGEST empire this world has ever scene.

The pony world...not our world. Duh.