Lead the guards on a merry chase around the inside of the castle, then to the outer wall, and then, upon reaching the top of the wall, dive into the moat, leaving the dagger behind, and holding His Late Majesty's crown in your teeth. Swim to safety.
Oh, and:
Realize that you are, in fact, the crown prince, and that you just murdered your own father
Take off your clothes, throw away dagger and coins, claim that an amazon came in violated you, then killed the king.
But you didn't murder the king!
Well, sort of... I guess.
If you define "murder" very strictly, then technically you are responsible.
In your haste to find a way to save your skin, you strip yourself naked, throw your clothes, dagger, and coins around a corner, and as the guards arrive, their expressions change from grim determination to abject confusion as they come across the naked prince with a bloody crown.
"An amazon came in and violated me, then killed the king!" you declare.
"Er, what? Prince, you-"
And then you turn and run. You had a French childhood friend, and he taught the ancient and noble French art of Running Away, known there as Le Parkour.
"Prince, wait!" You tear of running through the castle, the guards in hot pursuit, until you reach your younger brother's chambers. You hurry through, much to his surprise.
"Brother, what are you-"
"Raped by an amazon who killed father, no time to explain!" you yell as you dive through window, catching the edge and re-entering the castle through your brother's personal servant quarters a floor below.
"Crown Prince! I-" the servant and a maid, both in compromising states of dress, exclaim in unison. "Raped by an amazon who killed father, no time to explain!" you yell as you grab a newly-cleaned-looking pair of the servant's pants from his open dresser and crash through the door into the corridor. They give each other bewildered looks and begin putting their clothing back on. The guards from the floor above are coming down the stairs on the opposite end of the hall while you find another window to exit through, descending much of the castle to reenter through one of the kitchen's windows this time.
You found an Éclair! That should refresh your French powers any time they're low!
You don your "Appropriated" Servant's Pants, in full view of the kitchen staff - too confused to say anything as you half-dress yourself and tuck the Éclair into your pocket - then dart out the door to the outer wall. As you climb to the top, you recall that there isn't actually as much of a moat as there is a full-flowing river in spring, when the melting snow from the mountains... well... yeah.
However, your French powers are perfect for this! If you cannot flee across fast-flowing water, you can hardly call yourself a disciple of The French at all. You dive in and swim across with ease, the crown in your teeth.
What now?
Wearing:
Soaked "Appropriated" Servant's Pants
Water
Wielding:
Éclair
Wetness
Inventory:
1 Watery Crown
Water
Location: Just Outside the Royal Palace, Capital City
Mentality: Hell, it's cold. I think it's the water.
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Topic: The King Is Dead! (Read 24057 times)