Haypi Article Competition
"Grandfather, tell us another story!" Exclaimed Maxwell as they both sat by the toasty fire in the Main Building of the kingdom of Dragonian.
"Alright alright settle down young one." The old out dated man said to comfort his grandson
"Long ago, back during the great Siege on the kingdom of Haypi, the king was killed in battle and I, the 1st Prince, took his royal place. The front lines were being broken through and things were beginning to look great for us."
"What was it like on the front lines for your army grandfather?" Maxwell interrupted
"Well, you see, my army consisted of forty-thousand infantry, twenty-thousand archers, ten-thousand cavalry men, and lastly our two-thousand catapults. Because of our great numbers, the front line was full of the sick and wounded. We didn't have enough doctors to cover everybody and the farmers couldn't grow enough crops in time. Also, the harsh weather took its toll on my men."
"Really? Go on."
"As I was saying before, things were looking fantastic. We were so close to finishing off their men when, out of their barracks, came another five-thousand catapults to bolster their defenses." Said the old King looking as if he had seen a ghost.
"No way!" Maxwell said in awe
"How did you defeat them?"
"I am preserving the ending of the story, no more interruptions. Anyways, the kingdom of Haypi had managed to pull out another five-thousand catapults and I was stunned. As if that wasn't bad enough, towers, tens of hundreds appeared in the distance and were killing off my men. Frustrated, I ran into the fight furiously swinging my claymore while mounted on my horse. This plan of mine, was foolish of me as right then my horse was struck with an enemy arrow and she kicked menacingly. I was flung off of her like a boulder in a catapult and landed on my arm. I knew it was broken by the way it was bent."
The warming fire went out.
"This story is dragging on to much my dear boy, I will need to skip the non necessary parts"
"That's okay grandfather, I understand"
"Thank you, I was surrounded by their army, my men were either dead or wounded or to scared to come help the fight. That was when a miracle happened. They set me free! It was the strangest moment of my life and will be for the rest of it. They never even told me why."
"So you lost grandfather?"
"Yes my boy, from that moment on, I knew war wasn't a way to settle things. You need to take a diplomatic approach first. I learned this lesson the hard way, hence the reason my right arm is gone. Cut off by the doctors to save my life."
Maxwell was asleep on the wooden floor of the Main Building. With his only arm, the old majesty covered up his grandson and fell asleep on his rocking chair. That night, the king died in his sleep. The cause of his tragic death was old age and his grandson Maxwell, took the throne. He is known to be the worlds youngest King with the age of nine years old.
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