Bjorn

Bjorn swung his broard sword with his all might. Defending his castle his home his land . His legacy, sweat dripped down his temples blood on his clothes from the raging war between two kingdoms. Mens screams are heard across the field . Men fallen, some screaming from agony some died. Warriors on this battle ground had no mercy. Smoke filled the sky as fire burned down the small.cottages . Casualties of war a war that stunk up the air as blood ran down the hills like a river. A war brought on by a mistake of a king. Promised a treaty of peace broken when the great king was poisoned by a comely wench. No grievance was given to the prince as he fought for vengeance. For this countries king on a pike for all to see. He pushed on through the army of knights. After months he reached the king. Bjorn sat in the kings throne. Now..he looks at the dager that he played between his fingers. Your royal nothing his voice a low rumble. Did you plan on murderimg my father? The king nods, I didnt want to give part of my lands to your father. He stomps his foot his boot clicks in the empty room. Do not lie to me. He stands and walks over to the king. The king stuttered I-I dont have those lands. He threw the dagger near the kings leg. You could have said so..What is the real reason he growls as his hand wraps around the kings throat. Bjorn eyes widen in his anger. They don't belong to me.Soft foot steps are heard .Soft swish of a skirt draggimg on the ground .The kings eyes widen as he saw her. Don't hurt my daughter. She is precious to me. Bjorn looks up his eyes widen as his fury slowly wains down. Princess you know what your father did? The reason he was so cruel to a man who only sought peace between our kingdoms. He licks his lips as his anger rises once again . He picks up the dagger and places it against the kings throat. I should kill you fir your treachery against my father and our kingdom. I think i know what I'll take for you to suffer your nothingness.