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[Reluctant King]: He who doesnt know he is King...


Galahad

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Their instructions had been simple. Find the King, bring him back, dont let him die.

But, that is of course where the trouble starts from. Noone could tell them where the King was since all the Kings for the Kingdom of Grey are born outside of the Kingdom itself. Until he hits his 18th birthday their location is a complete secret. The Upper Echelons dont disclose how they know the wearabouts once they hit 18, but it is always the case.

This time they had been pointed to a place deep within the Kingdom of Rokugan. A map was made from the information the UE had gathered and a guide was hired.

The four chosen headed into territory they had not been too often, knowing full well they were not liked by those of the Clans and seen as outsiders, even though it was almost impossible to tell them apart.

The trip had been uneventful but now they had arrived at the location marked on their map. It was a good week since the information had been given to them and they could not be sure how good it was anymore. The only other things they had to go on were what they looked like, with each of the Kings being exactly like their father. They had been shown a photo of the previous King.

Below them, right where the map pointed, was a large single storey building spreading out for quite a size. It was built like a square with the middle opening onto a massive courtyard.

The closest town was a good three days away and the closest buildings were farmers houses that were at least two hours walk away.

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Takeo looked through the map, checking and double-checking to ensure that they had correctly arrived. He didn't want to put up with more hostility from the wrong location than necessary. If there was a silver lining, he supposed, the girls stayed away or were yanked away by their parents.

"So I suppose we speak to whoever runs this place then. At least they'll know why we're plucking the heir out of here."

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Ryuji nodded dourly. "I have never liked this sort of thing. It stinks of politics." If more loathing could be bound to a word, it would have been quite impressive.

His own aspirations to rise to the level of Tai-shu, or Warlord were a hidden secret, but he wished to accomplish the feat based on his military prowess, not because he did service to someone enough that it would be given to him.

"Who shall do the talking then amongst you three?" He carefully excluded himself, he was not apt at higher language, eschewing it for the short clipped speech of soldiers.

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“We can always let Kuro do the talking.” Yukiko said grinning as she dropped one hand onto the head of the large black dog at her side, the dog seemed to match her grin.

“Surely all we need to do is walk in there ask his location and take him. Who knows with such simple commands maybe you would do best Ryuji.” The grin stayed on her face as she looked at him. People were usually put off when a women wearing a blindfold still somehow managed to give the impression that she was looking directly into their eyes.

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