Swedish Dominions
11-11-2004, 00:46
Portrait of King Gustav IV Adolph (http://www.wga.hu/detail/b/bassetti/gloves.jpg)
The King was walking around slowly in his palace. He looked at old paintings and statues. He was a very lonely man. Old and worn out. He took a deep breath and walked into his wifes room. She had died a couple of years ago of cancer. He felt the scent of perfume when he stepped into the room. It was calm and peaceful. He walked around. He stopped and looked at a picture taken on their wedding.
The Wedding Picture (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/18/Alix.jpg)
He sighed deeply and walked away. He entered the corridor. It was empty with some exeptions, the quiet guards. He saw a picture of his son. The heir of the Empire.
The Heir (http://www.fresno.k12.ca.us/schools/s090/history/NickyAlexei.jpg)
He has grown up to be a religious fanatic.
He sighed once again. He felt a strange pain in his chest.
He began to walk towards his office. The pain grew stronger. He shouted, "Mr Evans, Come here!" Mr Evans, the butler came at once. "What's wrong, sir?"
He helped Gustav to his room and put him on his bed. "Mr Evans, i have a strange pain in my chest. I think i'm about to die!" Mr Evans started to become conserned. "Just lay there sir, i'm gonna get someone to help you." Gustav grabbed Mr Evans sleve when he stood up.
"Wait, don't go. I don't want to die alone."
Mr Evans didn't disobey the King. He screamed instead. And the maid came. "Mr Evans!" the Maid said. "What's wrong?"
Mr Evans looked at her and said. "The King is about to die if we don't help him. Go and call a doctor."
She ran away very quickly.
"Mr Evans, when i die. My son will inherite the throne, i don't care if he's mad. I don't want the Empire to fall.." Mr Evans sighed and nodded. "Yes, i promise that he will inherite the throne sir."
The doctor suddenly came into the room. "Ok, what has happened?"
Mr Evans explained the situation.
Mr Evans (http://caribbean-palmtree.net/niles/graphics/butler2.jpg)
The Doctor started to examinate the King.
"It appears that he had a heart seizure, it's very common and serious among elders. I cannot assure that he's going to survive."
When they turned back and watched the king. They noticed that he was uncontious. "Quick, call an ambulance!" Mr Evans called an ambulance.
They rushed to the Royal Hospital. When they arrived he was in a critical coma. He was given a life support thingy.
They Decided to give him a heart surgery.
A couple of hours later
Mr Evans and a couple of people from the kings staff was waiting in a private room. The Doctor entered the room. "He made it, his condition has been stabilized." The Joy spread in the room. Everyone was happy, until a dark figure entered the room. It was the lost son, the heir of the empire, Charles Eric. He entered the room slowly and settled down.
Charles Eric (http://www.arsenalpulp.com/1000beards/images/Rasputin.gif)
He suddenly started talking. "My father was a great man, i really admired him."
When the nurse came Charles said. "Can i visit my father? I would like to bless him before he passes away." The nurse looked at him and said gently. "Of course you can." Charles went inside the room and locked the door. "hello father! So you are gonna survive? That's not good for my reputation." He pulled out a needle and stung him with it. The Needle was poisonous. And the king slowly died. Charles Started Screaming. "My father, my dear father!!!" Doctors entered the room. "He's dead" A doctor said.
"You have to leave now." Charles left the room and quietly said. "Excellent, i'm soon to be declared king of the empire.." He suddenly left the hospital.
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SDNN NEWS
"Good Morning, yesterday at 10 o clock our beloved king died of a heart attack. His age is thought to be the reason. He became 81 Years old. The Search for the heir has begun. According to the kings private butler he wanted to give his son, Charles Eric I the crown. But he is no where to be found. The Royal Staff expects him to show up at the funeral. But nothing is certian. We will give you fair and balanced news every hour. We will have a quiet moment for the king."
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OOC: This is the First Part of the Story, i will soon continue.
The King was walking around slowly in his palace. He looked at old paintings and statues. He was a very lonely man. Old and worn out. He took a deep breath and walked into his wifes room. She had died a couple of years ago of cancer. He felt the scent of perfume when he stepped into the room. It was calm and peaceful. He walked around. He stopped and looked at a picture taken on their wedding.
The Wedding Picture (http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/18/Alix.jpg)
He sighed deeply and walked away. He entered the corridor. It was empty with some exeptions, the quiet guards. He saw a picture of his son. The heir of the Empire.
The Heir (http://www.fresno.k12.ca.us/schools/s090/history/NickyAlexei.jpg)
He has grown up to be a religious fanatic.
He sighed once again. He felt a strange pain in his chest.
He began to walk towards his office. The pain grew stronger. He shouted, "Mr Evans, Come here!" Mr Evans, the butler came at once. "What's wrong, sir?"
He helped Gustav to his room and put him on his bed. "Mr Evans, i have a strange pain in my chest. I think i'm about to die!" Mr Evans started to become conserned. "Just lay there sir, i'm gonna get someone to help you." Gustav grabbed Mr Evans sleve when he stood up.
"Wait, don't go. I don't want to die alone."
Mr Evans didn't disobey the King. He screamed instead. And the maid came. "Mr Evans!" the Maid said. "What's wrong?"
Mr Evans looked at her and said. "The King is about to die if we don't help him. Go and call a doctor."
She ran away very quickly.
"Mr Evans, when i die. My son will inherite the throne, i don't care if he's mad. I don't want the Empire to fall.." Mr Evans sighed and nodded. "Yes, i promise that he will inherite the throne sir."
The doctor suddenly came into the room. "Ok, what has happened?"
Mr Evans explained the situation.
Mr Evans (http://caribbean-palmtree.net/niles/graphics/butler2.jpg)
The Doctor started to examinate the King.
"It appears that he had a heart seizure, it's very common and serious among elders. I cannot assure that he's going to survive."
When they turned back and watched the king. They noticed that he was uncontious. "Quick, call an ambulance!" Mr Evans called an ambulance.
They rushed to the Royal Hospital. When they arrived he was in a critical coma. He was given a life support thingy.
They Decided to give him a heart surgery.
A couple of hours later
Mr Evans and a couple of people from the kings staff was waiting in a private room. The Doctor entered the room. "He made it, his condition has been stabilized." The Joy spread in the room. Everyone was happy, until a dark figure entered the room. It was the lost son, the heir of the empire, Charles Eric. He entered the room slowly and settled down.
Charles Eric (http://www.arsenalpulp.com/1000beards/images/Rasputin.gif)
He suddenly started talking. "My father was a great man, i really admired him."
When the nurse came Charles said. "Can i visit my father? I would like to bless him before he passes away." The nurse looked at him and said gently. "Of course you can." Charles went inside the room and locked the door. "hello father! So you are gonna survive? That's not good for my reputation." He pulled out a needle and stung him with it. The Needle was poisonous. And the king slowly died. Charles Started Screaming. "My father, my dear father!!!" Doctors entered the room. "He's dead" A doctor said.
"You have to leave now." Charles left the room and quietly said. "Excellent, i'm soon to be declared king of the empire.." He suddenly left the hospital.
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SDNN NEWS
"Good Morning, yesterday at 10 o clock our beloved king died of a heart attack. His age is thought to be the reason. He became 81 Years old. The Search for the heir has begun. According to the kings private butler he wanted to give his son, Charles Eric I the crown. But he is no where to be found. The Royal Staff expects him to show up at the funeral. But nothing is certian. We will give you fair and balanced news every hour. We will have a quiet moment for the king."
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OOC: This is the First Part of the Story, i will soon continue.