The Recorder

These are the typed records of the conversation between one of the local recorders and the self proclaimed hero known only by the name of Grave.

Interviewer: Remind me what was it that you did?

Grave: I saved your whole kingdom?

Interviewer: How so?

Grave: Rolling her eyes I killed the the king.

Interviewer: Are you aware that the common folk are afraid of you?

Grave: Yes.

Interviewer: Why do you think that is?

Grave: Why would I know?

Interviewer: fine, let me inform you. They are scared because what you did was immoral.

Grave: So what? I did what had to be done!

Interviewer: You had to kill all those guards?

Grave: They were in my way, and besides there were only fifty of them.... or maybe seventy five... or one hundred.

Interviewer: You and your so called rebellion killed all five hundred and thirty eight of them.

Grave: It needed to be done.

Interviewer: And what of the three maids? The servant boy? The cook? And what about the five year old prince, David?

Grave: The maids were on their way to the kings chambers, the boy glared at me, and the prince screamed.

Interviewer: And that meant they had to die?

Grave: Did it let me get the job done?

Interviewer: Did it?

Grave: slamming their hands on the table and standing, causing the chair to crash to the floor. Yes. And that was all that mattered. It didn't matter how many people died to get there. The king is dead, I succeeded in my goal, you are all free.

That is when Grave left and the Reporter slumped down in her chair in defeat, their questions unanswered, but the questions they didn't want to ask, answered.