The man watched high at his usual place. Arrow drawn, ready as it was to always be. The large man came into view. He began to applaud when the arrow was turned towards him. The poor young bowman could feel the string slipping in his nervous hands.
An arrow pieced the cold sharp air and hit the expecting man in the shoulder.
But it was not his arrow.
Lion Heart attempted to pull out the arrow himself, but failed. It was removed, but poorly. He later, found and called upon the young man whose arrow had pierced him.
The mighty king watched as the thin, youthful boy gave his story. The boy said the King had killed his father and brothers and wanted revenge. The boy knew he was now to die.
But to his surprise, the king, out of mercy, chose not to execute him, and forgave the boy, saying, “Live on, and by my bounty behold the light of day.”
The boy was then sent away with one hundred shillings.
Monday, September 29, 2008
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