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I Want to Love you Madly

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"I want to love you Manly."

Manly could only stare in shock. He never knew the queen was so sexy, but he'd never seen her in lingerie before. He'd never seen any woman in lingerie like that! Even the king would be amazed to see his wife like this.

The king!

"Your majesty, what about your husband?" Manly asked backing away.

"That oaf? He'll never find out." The queen moved closer to Manly, who now had nowhere to go, his back was up against the wall.

Beads of sweat formed on Manly's forehead as the queen but her arms around his waist. When he got the summons to the queen's chambers, Manly had been worried. The fear that he had fallen into disfavor with the queen after his last questionable adventure had been great. Though disfavor would have been bad, what Manly found to be the true reason for the summons was much worse.

The queen pulled herself closer to Manly, eliminating any empty space that might have existed between them a second ago.

"Y-your Majesty!" Manly yelled in panic.

"Oh come now Manly. You knew this was coming," the queen said leaning in for a kiss.

"I did?"

"Yes."

Just before the queen's lips connected with Manly's, the doors to her chambers were violently flung open.

"Manly!" the king yelled as he entered, a dozen guards behind him.

"Shit," was Manly's panicked response.

The queen turned to glare at her husband and Manly managed to escape from her grasp.

"Manly, what do you think you're doing with my wife?"

If looks could kill, Manly was sure the king's fiery gaze would have killed Manly a hundred times right there. "I wasn't doing anything. She's the one who was doing things." He pointed at the queen only realizing the dangers involved too late.

"Priscilla!"

"Oh Harold!" the queen ran over to her husband. "This horrible man," she indicated Manly, "forced me to. He said he'd kill me if I called the guards." The queen was a very good actress; she even added some tears to her performance.

"Oh my poor dear, are you alright?" The king wrapped his wife's nearly naked body up in his cloak then put his arms around her.

"Oh Harold!" She burst into tears in her husband's arms.

"There, there, my dear," he said with a comforting pat, "everything's going to be alright. I'm here.

Manly knew he was in trouble now.

"Manly!"

Really big trouble.

"Guards, seize him and take him to the dungeon!"

The guards surrounded Manly. "Can't we talk about this, your majesty?" Manly desperately asked.

"No."

"Oh. Well, in that case," Manly looked around at the guards, "off to the dungeons I go."

The guards escorted Manly to the dungeons. Admittedly, they would have preferred to drag him kicking and screaming to the dungeon. While harder, it would have been much more fun, and would have provided a much better story for the girls at the tavern that night.

Down, down to the dungeons. Okay, so it wasn't that far down. It wasn't even underground. Due to a fatal error on the architect's part, there was no "proper" underground dungeon. To mend this error, a dungeon was added to the side of the castle. It wasn't a very good addition; stones used for the dungeon didn't even match those of the castle. It had a thatched roof that looked as though it was built after the originally roof collapsed in and the whole thing just looked crooked. It wasn't really a dungeon. More of a jail with a sordid wood sign that proclaimed "The Dungeon" in slipshod charcoal.

It was there that Manly was shoved inside a little cell with a bed and chamber pot. They gave him a cell with a window so he could see outside, a commodity often given to the king's more famous prisoners. Manly was famous, his questionable adventures were known all over. The king's most famous prisoner though, was the pirate, Lucky Lou, whose ship had terrorized the seas for years. The king himself finally captured him. Since then Lucky Lou was known as the pirate who, after he had enough rum, couldn't tell the difference between a king and a tavern wench.

It wasn't a bad cell, fairly clean, and Manly had it all to himself. Which meant that when he escaped, Manly wouldn't have to take anybody with him. All to often did that happen to the adventurer. The last thing he wanted was some loser criminal, who can't steal a loaf of bread without getting caught, following him around and constantly thanking Manly for getting him out of jail. Those "loser criminals" always proved to be trouble.

Manly laid down on the bed. It wasn't comfortable, but better than the floor. "Now, how to escape from King Harold's minimum security prison?" It was a question Manly had asked himself before. He had been sure that he'd end up in this jail eventually, there were very few prisons he hadn't "visited." He hadn't answered that question yet, but Manly did take extensive notes on the security of the prison. (That's only if you can call a couple of scribbles on a scarp piece of paper extensive notes.)

There was only ever one guard on duty at any given point in time, the cell doors were the standard bars and lock, and there was no possible chance of tunneling, it had been tried before with the result of failure. It seemed easy, yet the solution evaded Manly. No one had ever successfully escaped the prison before, and there had been many attempts.

Manly knew he had to escape, he'd get the death penalty for being accused of touching the queen. He also had to get out soon, the justice system was very quick here so Manly's execution would probably be in the next few days. As Manly concentrated on his problem he slowly drifted off to sleep. Up in the castle, the king was ordering Manly's execution to be at dawn.

"Señor Manly! Wakeup Señor Manly!"

Manly woke with a start. Someone was calling his name, and they had a Spanish accent.

"What the? Who's there?" Manly went over to the window. It was night but he could just make out the figure of a man. "Pablo! What are you doing here?"

Outside was a good friend of Manly's. They had a few adventures together. "When I heard you were going to be executed for trying to get it on with the queen I decided to come rescue you."

"You're a good man Pablo. Now, get me out of here."

"Si señor," Pablo started to walk away then stopped. "Señor, I have just one question."

"Yes, what is it Pablo?"

"Why would you want to sleep with the queen?"

"I didn't, she wanted to sleep with me."

"Oh."

"Pablo, hurry."

"Don't worry Señor. I'll have you out in no time." Pablo disappeared. Next, Manly heard the door the dungeon squeak open followed by the sound of footsteps. The footsteps stopped for a moment, the quiet jangle of keys being lifted off a sleeping guard could be heard, and then Pablo showed up at Manly's cell door.

"I go the keys Señor," Pablo said showing Manly the keys.

"Good, good. Now unlock this cell door." Manly had his hands on the bars to the door, eagerly waiting to be free. Pablo unlocked the door and Manly swung out.

"What now Señor?" Pablo asked as they quietly crept out of the dungeon.

"We leave this place, Pablo, and never return."

Old story written in high school. I actually started another story starring Manly but I never finished it.
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