Chapter
2 – Facts Behind the Fiction
“King Bane from the kingdom of Omnis
approaches!” an announcer says as Bane enters the kingdom of Astutia.
Everyone in this kingdom cheers for
Bane unlike his own home and rain down flowers on him and play music to
celebrate the occasion. Bane indulges in their praise as he waves to them and
catches the gifts they give him. This parade of praise continues and doesn’t
stop in the streets because of the celebration inside the primary castle where
the king and queen of Astutia are waiting for Bane.
“Greetings, King Bane,” the king and
queen say with a bow.
“It’s my pleasure to be here, King Alludit
and Queen Fabula,” Bane responds with a bow in turn.
“Before we get to business, we have
to celebrate,” King Alludit says.
“What’s the occasion?”
“Your father’s victory and our strengthened
friendship, of course.”
“You haven’t celebrated that yet?”
“We were waiting for you,” Queen
Fabula says.
“Yes, it’s thanks to your father
and you that our land and people can finally prosper. Now, enough with the
waiting! Let’s get this party started!”
The people of Astutia throw a party
for Bane with their best musicians and performers showing off their skills.
Musicians play songs of victory over tyranny, art’s role in the influence of
the world, and some songs of testing people’s ability through play. When the
performers take the stage, they act out fantasy and fairy tales of much of the
same while emphasizing their themes and messages behind the stories they tell. The
ending scene of the play catches Bane’s attention as it replays one of his
father’s most heroic moments.
“Release my people! If it is my
life that you want, then come and take it!” the hero of the play says.
The villain pretends to cut the
throat of his victim.
“The lives of you and your people
are mine to decide! Thrown down your life if you dare. My rule will still be absolute
even if you kill me. Your rebellion means nothing,” the villain says while stepping
on his victim as if they were a pedestal.
The two fight before the hero wins
and gives a final speech about the ugliness of evil and his goals of bringing
goodness and beauty to the world, which is met with applause and cheers by the
audience. After the party, the two rulers of the kingdom and Bane go further into
the castle to talk. They take Bane to a meeting room that has a view of the
capital that Bane is captivated by.
“That sight never gets old,” Queen
Fabula says.
“It’s a mystery then as to why you
have me buy the best furniture, statues, and decorations for the castle if all
you do is look outside,” King Alludit jokes.
“I love how you can have so many
beautiful and distinct buildings look so different but so similar. It’s one of
my inspirations for the policies that I have in place. I want my kingdom to have
one unified vision while making each field of knowledge appear distinct.”
“I’m sure your father would approve
and be proud of the man, no, the king that you are now,” King Alludit says.
“I’m sure he would be too. To be
honest, I just took his standards and way of thinking and copied them. He’s the
reason why I gave your kingdom the most out of all.”
“The world needs art and beauty after
so much bloodshed. Thanks to the land and resources that you’ve given us, our
dream of making the world a better place looks to be a realistic goal. Together,
we’ll lead the world into a better tomorrow.”
“Father said much the same about
art and beauty. Your works were instrumental in influencing the minds of people
and I need your masterful works again. Perhaps our artists and story writers to
collaborate to create something truly special?”
“That’s the plan, but what exactly
do you plan on telling the people through your works? Do you want to show how
good your policies are? How about something more basic like the goodness of family,
friends, and country?”
“All of the above, preferably, but
it has to be in an unobtrusive style. I want my citizens to be speaking of
truth in the way that it’s meant to be in the same way they breathe air.”
“You want to be secretive about it?”
“What’s the reason for it?” Queen
Fabula asks.
“I’m not being secretive, at least
not to the incompetent. It’s a test of sorts for my people. A little game to
see if they can see what I’m saying. Father used to play a game of hide and
seek with my sibling and me, but we were supposed to find a ball. The first one
who found it got more desserts after dinner than the rest. My siblings would
look around the area while I would look in other places. I would find the ball on
the roof or hidden somewhere in his clothes that he was wearing. I was always surprised
how he managed to get it on the roof, but mother never liked that he did.”
“Haha, I should try that with our
children,” King Alludit says.
“No, you will not,” Queen Fabula
strictly says.
“My father always tried to train us
to think outside the box. It’s probably why he chose me to be king, but to be
honest, I thought it would be one of my older siblings since they were raised
to be more proper rulers rather than the fantasy one that he tried to be and
the one that he trained me to be.”
“There’s more reality in fantasy
than reality in fiction you think. Fiction is derived from the facts that we
see in our lives and reality can appear to be fantastical,” Queen Fabula
says.
“Each of us lives in our own way
like how each writer writes in different genres and how each artist draws in
different styles,” King Alludit adds.
“That is true.”
Screams and the clanging of swords interrupt
their conversation as a guard quickly enters the room.
“Loyalists of the tyrant have snuck
into the castle and are trying to claim your heads!” the guard says.
“Where are they now? What about my
children and the guests?” King Alludit asks.
“The intruders are still in the main
hall and they have hostages while your children and the rest of the guests are
being protected by the castle’s guards. Right now it’s a standstill and we can’t
make it to the hostages while they can’t leave or go anywhere else in the
castle.”
“I figured remnants of the tyrant
would try to do something like this. King Bane, what do you suggest we do?”
“If it’s our heads that they want,
then we’ll provide it to them by going down there to talk with them, or rather,
you will while I get behind them to free the hostages.”
“That’s a good plan, but how will
you get behind the intruders?”
“I learned how to climb buildings
when my dad played that hide and seek game with us. Mother didn’t just like him
putting the ball on the roof because of it being there but also because I would
climb to get it.”
“Ah, I see! Be careful, oh, and
when this is over, you have to teach me to climb along buildings.”
“Stop being so childish, Alludit,
and let’s hurry downstairs,” Queen Fabula says as the two are escorted by the
guard to where the hostages are.
Bane takes off some of his royal
robes so he can more easily climb along the castle and does so much to the
surprise of everyone outside of the castle who sees it. He then reaches the
bottom of the castle and quietly makes his way to get behind the hostages.
“Release my people! If it is my
life that you want, then come and take it!” King Alludit says.
The intruders appear to cut one of
the hostage’s throats.
“The lives of you and your people
are mine to decide! Thrown down your life if you dare. The tyrant’s rule is
still absolute after his death. Your rebellion has achieved nothing,” the intruder
says while stepping on his victim as if they were a pedestal.
This scene reminds Bane of the
ending scene of the play as a sudden realization comes to his mind.
“Sorry to intrude, but my head is
also on offer if you wish to claim it,” Bane announces from behind.
The intruders are all about to
fight Bane, but their leader holds them back then says, “No! He is mine.”
Bane and the intruder clash swords until
Bane manages to knock the intruder down. This makes the other intruders put
their blades to the hostages’ necks.
“Finish me if you dare. All of
these people will die if you refuse to surrender your life for theirs,” the
leader says.
“I’d take your threat more
seriously if you’d actually caused harm to someone,” Bane says before kicking
the supposedly dead person in the gut.
The person who appeared to be dead
reacts to the pain as a package of red paint falls out from their collar and
the whole scene falls apart.
“It’s not exactly subtle
foreshadowing for you to use a famous scene from a play depicting one of my
father’s victories to use for your tests, King Alludit and Queen Fabula,” Bane
says.
“Ahaha, we can’t help but reference
the classics,” King Alludit says before he holds up a glass of wine given to
him by a maid, “Three cheers for our hero and closest ally and friend, King
Bane!”
The castle cheers for Bane and has
another small party until late afternoon. After the party, Bane and the king
and queen finalize their deals and plans.
Before he leaves, King Alludit says
to Bane, “If you keep using your mind in the same way that you did to see
through our act, then you will be a great king. No one will be able to outsmart
you. No one, but us if you do slip up.”
“A real friend tests another as
iron sharpens iron. I look forward to your next test though you should make it
more difficult for me.”
“Haha, of course. I must say,
however, that even though it was all fake, the threat of those loyal to the
dead tyrant is still out there and we suspect that most live in the kingdom of
Virtus where the tyrant was born and raised in.”
“That’s why I’m going there next with
a small force of my army.”
“Do be careful,” Queen Fabula says.
“Oh, what do we have to worry
about, my queen? This king is the spitting image of his father.”
The king and queen say their goodbyes
to Bane as he is escorted out by his guards. Though he is merely leaving, the
capital cheers and rains down flowers for him in a similar manner to the way
that they did when he arrived. This time fireworks light by the sky and musicians
play songs of good nights, their eventual end, and the wish to spend more
nights like this together.
“I really do have to come here
again. Maybe I’ll come here again with my future queen,” Bane says as he looks
back at the kingdom of Astutia while wishing that he could stay there forever.
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