Posted June 20, 2020
At the last few minutes of the…whatever it was, the Queen suddenly stirred from another one of her naps. Those last ten minutes were extremely tense for the guards, but for her, they finally had her on edge. She enjoyed every second of it. She enjoyed how the same people would first point at Ahmed, then they point at Belal, and then they point at other guards who thought they were in the clear.
The Queen almost wanted to intervene and add her voice to the mix, but she remembered, she wanted them to make the tough decisions for her. That, and she was Queen Hoda al-Shams, so her voice would automatically overpower any others.
Finally, the majority of voices has agreed on something. Belal needed to get imprisoned.
"SILENCE!" the Queen shouted, bringing the room's action to a standstill. After a whole minute of no one uttering a single word, she approached Belal. Her right hand held his right cheek, surprising half the guards who never expected a woman like her to do that. She then held both of his shoulders in a motherly way. "I'm sorry, habibi. But like I said…" she turned around, giving him her back and going silent.
"…like you said…what…?" Belal uttered weakly.
"Jail is for inept failures, too. You should have told me you're a terrible guard. Fuck you." She turned her head to the side, giving him a sly smile. "Aybak, make sure those stupid guards don't do anything funny."
"So, it shall be, your Highness." He swiftly responded.
"And as for the rest of you…toss Belal into the dungeons!"
The group of guards surrounded Belal and quickly had him held by the hands. He didn't resist his arrest. It was his fate. He messed up. Dropped the ball. He was carried down all the way to the dungeons. The dungeon guards had him take out his belongings and quickly interrogated him. They seemed certain about his allegiance.
SirMrFailRomp, A.K.A. Belal al Nawar, has been imprisoned! He was Town Compulsive Visitor.
As the group of guards learned he was not a rebel at all, they quietly climbed up in defeat. When the last of the guards he was with had left, he had hoped for one of two things. Either the Queen would release him, or the rebels would release him. Either way, it would be a while before he can think of a reunion with his wife.
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The Queen almost wanted to intervene and add her voice to the mix, but she remembered, she wanted them to make the tough decisions for her. That, and she was Queen Hoda al-Shams, so her voice would automatically overpower any others.
Finally, the majority of voices has agreed on something. Belal needed to get imprisoned.
"SILENCE!" the Queen shouted, bringing the room's action to a standstill. After a whole minute of no one uttering a single word, she approached Belal. Her right hand held his right cheek, surprising half the guards who never expected a woman like her to do that. She then held both of his shoulders in a motherly way. "I'm sorry, habibi. But like I said…" she turned around, giving him her back and going silent.
"…like you said…what…?" Belal uttered weakly.
"Jail is for inept failures, too. You should have told me you're a terrible guard. Fuck you." She turned her head to the side, giving him a sly smile. "Aybak, make sure those stupid guards don't do anything funny."
"So, it shall be, your Highness." He swiftly responded.
"And as for the rest of you…toss Belal into the dungeons!"
The group of guards surrounded Belal and quickly had him held by the hands. He didn't resist his arrest. It was his fate. He messed up. Dropped the ball. He was carried down all the way to the dungeons. The dungeon guards had him take out his belongings and quickly interrogated him. They seemed certain about his allegiance.
SirMrFailRomp, A.K.A. Belal al Nawar, has been imprisoned! He was Town Compulsive Visitor.
As the group of guards learned he was not a rebel at all, they quietly climbed up in defeat. When the last of the guards he was with had left, he had hoped for one of two things. Either the Queen would release him, or the rebels would release him. Either way, it would be a while before he can think of a reunion with his wife.
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It is now Intrigue Phase 1 (Night 1). Please stop posting. The phase will end at approximately 7:30PM London Time (UTC+1), Monday, June 22nd. Please send your night actions before that deadline.
SirMrFailRomp is allowed one bah post.
Post edited June 20, 2020 by Pookina