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The King Is Dead
For The Vocal Snow Micro Story
The Prince was an artist and was skilled a creating some incredible pieces. His work was admired throughout the kingdom.
The Prince had everything he wanted except the crown.
That would only happen when the King was gone.
The Prince visited his father every night to say good night. The guards heard him talking to his father through the oaken door but they could not hear what was being said, but the conversation was always good-natured.
That night there was a heavy snowfall, so the fire in the King's bed chamber was stoked up with plenty of logs.
The Prince left, saying goodnight to the guards.
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The following morning, there was uproar, the King had been stabbed viciously through the heart, his bed covered in blood.
The window was open and the assassin was long gone. Any tracks had been covered by the night's heavy snowfall, but soldiers were dispatched to find the killer, but there was no sign.
The king was burned on a funeral pyre in the forest outside the castle.
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When the Prince visited his father the first thing he did was stab him through the heart. His father had been sleeping so there was no sound. The blade was one that he had constructed, but it was made of ice.
He threw this on the blazing fire and it disappeared in a cloud of steam.
He talked fbriefly, imitating his father, to fool the guards.
Then he left
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The Prince had The Crown
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Comments (7)
Reminds me of the Alfred Hitchcock story about the woman who clobbered her husband with a frozen leg of lamb and then cooked it for the cops investigating his murder. Very clever, Mike!
Oooo, a blade made of ice! That was incredibly brilliant! Greed knows no limits. Loved your story!
No longer the crown prince but the crowned prince. But at what price? Pity those beneath his rule.
Very clever tale. Loved the twist at the end!
Argh! Bastard! lol great story Mike! I could see this becoming a longer story like a play or even a novella
Oh, wow!! This was so clever!! I love the twist at the end with the murder weapon.
"The blade was one that he had constructed, but it was made of ice." clever- can't be traced back! great story!