A King of Revenge Once upon a time, many years ago, there lived a wealthy King named Alfred. He had more power and more money than anybody in the town of Gershon. King Alfred drove the nicest car and had the biggest castle. He was a handsome man who was married to a gorgeous Queen name Dorothy. It seemed clear that Dorothy did not love Alfred, only his money and power. King Alfred is a rude, self-centered man who has never had to work for anything in his life. On a beautiful afternoon in Gershon, King Alfred and Queen Dorothy decided to take a drive around to show off their new convertible.
Alfred was driving the car at an extremely fast speed when all of a sudden the car in front of him slammed on his brakes, causing Alfred to ram into the back of the other car. Queen Dorothy was covered in blood; glass stuck in her body, with a few small tears running down her cheek.
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King Alfred’s brand new car was severely damaged. He crawled his way out of his scrunched car to see who the man in front of him was. It was another wealthy man named Matthew. Alfred knew this man because he was one of the few wealthy fellows in Gershon. Alfred cursed him out, worked his way back into the car, and drove slowly but surely to the nearest octor.
But as they were slowly trembling down the highway there was a moment where King Alfred know that Queen Dorothy was dead. He pulled over to the side of the road and sat in silence. The King did not even shed a tear. However, he was shaking in terror and furiousness. Alfred did eventually get back to his castle. He squeezed Dorothy out of the car and buried her in the backyard. Soon after that he stormed to the top floor and grabbed a hand gun. He ran downstairs and hopped into his older car. He knew where Matthew lived and King Alfred sped off towards his destination.
Matthew had a very large home with maids and servants at the doors. King Alfred arrived and parked his car slightly before Matthews house so nobody would notice. He walked around the side of the house to the backyard and there sat Matthew poolside, all alone. The King had a clear shot. He aimed his gun straight for Matthews head but as Alfred pulled the trigger, Matthew stood up. The bullet went straight through his leg. Matthew let out a massive scream of pain and out ran the maids and servants. King Alfred took off sprinting, leaving his car behind. Alfred traveled to an unknown, hidden location.
He fgured he would be safe there for a while. The shocking news spread around Gershon and some of the evil peasants took advantage of this. The evil peasants got together and rushed to King Alfred’s giant castle, breaking into his vault, and stealing all of the available currency. After some time, King Alfred snuck back into Gershon to go back to his castle and retrieve his money. When Alfred arrived and opened his vault his mouth dropped and he sat down in depression. He had no idea what to do so he Just laid there and closed his eyes. King Alfred’s older car was left at Matthews house.