max pov
'Okay, maybe I'm a little scared.' He thought, looking at the two guards.
The guards were like 6'2, and both looked like they would rather be anywhere else but there, imagine the rock with a Monday morning mood of a corporate slave. Eye bags that seemed so heavy their eyes were practically half closed. One had a scar on their right eye that just screamed experience. The other, well, he looked normal, except that his face was half-burned.
"Leo, I'm telling you this guy is dangerous, I mean, who goes around butt naked ruining people's weddings? If we aren't careful, he might jump us, and I ain't ready nor desperate to lose my virginity to a man," scar face said, looking at me suspiciously.
'Aye yo l ain't that type of guy, and please am like 5'7 l'm the one who should be worried.'
"It doesn't matter, he has sinned against our lord and should kowtow and lick his boots to ask for forgiveness."
'Hold up, am I in the wrong genre?'
I looked at both of them, and Scarface looked like he wanted to run or bury his face somewhere.
"Leo, you've got to stop saying stuff like that, or we won't get promoted."
"Those people are fools; they can't see the immensity of heaven and earth."
"I really can't with you," Scarface said with a sigh, sounding defeated and helpless.
"Um, excuse me, am I getting released, and also am straight, just wanted to point that out, " I said, interrupting them.
"You must be delusional, kid. You literally disrupted the princess's wedding and broke her arm. I'm surprised you haven't been sentenced to death."Scarface said, looking at me weirdly.
"The master has decided to grace you with his presence, mortal; you should feel honoured," Leo said, snorting coldly.
Before I could respond scarface turned serious.
"Let's get back to business, prisoner 54. Due to the crime of trying to assassinate the princess, you are to be sentenced by the king. Any form of resistance will lead to direct execution. Please follow us," he said as Leo started unlocking the cell gate.
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As Max walked out of the prison, he couldn't help but notice the guy in the cell next to his.
The guy looked dead, with bony arms and hollow eyes as he looked at the wall, not moving. The only sign of life was his moving lips, but no sound could be heard.
The cells were just metal bars at the front, surrounded by walls; it looked shabby to say the least. Some plants, which looked suspiciously like moss, could be seen growing on the walls.
The hall outside the cell had some cracks in the walls. Some liquid dripped from the ceiling.
Scarface walked in front of him while Leo stayed behind him as they walked down the hall. From time to time, a curse from one of the inmates could be heard; one of them spat at them, and Max was unlucky enough to be in the same trajectory.
As he turned towards the guy, Leo shoved him forward, "Keep on moving."
He could only continue walking, but he made sure to remember the face.
'I'm also a victim, you damn bastard,' he thought as he wiped the spit off his face.
'But what am I going to do? I died and was reincarnated in the middle of a wedding, where I allegedly broke the princess's arm, and now I am being accused of assassination,' he thought, feeling as if he wanted to cry.
As Scarface opened the door out of the prison, Max was hit by warm sun rays, which made him feel alive and full of energy like never before, a feeling he never knew he missed.
The wind brought a refreshing feeling.
As he looked up at the sun, he saw it, the castle, which looked awful to say the least, and it's not that he was being pessimistic or anything, but come on, when you think of a castle for a king, you think tall, beautiful, but this monstrosity looked like it was about to fall and it was ruining the view. It was the size of a moderate mansion with cracks on its walls, and the worst part it was painted pink everywhere.
And at this moment, Max realised he may be in a worse situation than he thought, because what is worse than getting caught by a rich king is getting caught by a poor one.
I mean, a rich one could maybe execute you or banish you, but a poor one, yeah, you'll probably be worked to death or sold as a slave for money, and if it's a fantasy world, you'll probably be used as expirement ingredient by a dark wizard who's secretly in charge of the kingdom.
As they entered, he could even see that the gate was old.
When they finally entered the mansion, Max couldn't help but look around, and it was worse.
The servants looked at him with suspicious gazes, some even looked disgusted.
However, one person looked like he straight up wanted to kill him. He was a handsome-looking blonde guy who stood right in front of them.
He seemed like he wanted to say something, but he stopped himself.
"Follow me,"he said looking at me.
Scarface and Leo looked at each other, bowed and then turned to leave.
Max was left there standing.He looked around for a second then followed behind the handsome guy.
They walked in silence,their footsteps echoing across the hall until they reached an unusually large door.There were two guards at the door.They wore full body armor and didn't utter a word just looked at us.
The man stopped and looked back at me.
"Enter the king awaits,"he said then without another word walked away.
I just looked at his retreating back then at the two guards.
One of them opened the door with one hand.
"Enter."He said looking at me.
I took a deep breath and walked in.
'Hopefully this works out ,"he thought as the door closed behind him.