Pickle for your thoughts? (Dungeon meshi x reader)

The knight and the jester

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"Mh! Oh right, ____!" You froze on your place with your mouth open and a dryad half way inside it. Blinking at the sudden call you bit into the sweet fruit before turning toward your leader "Wassafu? (What's up?)" By your side Chilchuck slapped your shoulder, scolding you for your poor table manners. "I was wondering for a while but. . .how exactly you and Thistle became friends?" Laios asked, earning a hum from the blonde mage.

"Right!? I find it really difficult to think that someone with such high morals like ____ would be friends with the mad mage"

Swallowing the sweet you licked your fingers, pondering their question. "You guys really want to hear my backstory?" You raised an eyebrow in wonder "it's not heartbreaking as you guys might think. No dead parent, no dead friend, no childhood trauma–heck! I might be the most unfit main character that exist" you waved your hand dismissively, not thinking that your story was really worth it to share.

However Marcille and Laios didn't agree with your vision "Come on ____!" Shouted the blonde boy leaning over the makeshift table and almost ending up on your personal space "No person that is friend with the lord of the dungeon has a boring story!" Joined the elf, also ending in your personal space. Both of them had a smile painted over their features, curios to find out the truth behind you.

Oh, Kabru would LOVE to be present in this moment.

Seeing their determination you sighed, giving in. "Fine, but don't expect who knows what. I warned you" scratching your head you leaned back against the wall before trying to recall what happened thousand years ago "Let's see. . .it all started with–"

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"Under the Melini court, you, ______ Caddel, are accused of multiple thefts with several damages to public property. The court sentence you to public execution!"

How could you end up in this situation? When is that things went so down the drain? When is that you turned out this way? You had loving parents. You weren't rich but neither poor. Maybe you didn't have a lot of friends nor close ones but acquaintances surely weren't missing.

"I appeal his Majesty Delgal, King of the Golden Kingdom, to approve of this final decision that the court came up with!"

Your head, previously kept down by one of the guard, was suddenly free to move and you didn't waste time to raise it. First thing you eyes fell on was the king himself, the one who will decide your fate. You narrowed you eyes, taking his cold gaze on you as a challenge and not wanting to back it down. By your side you could feel the guard throwing you a side eye, like he was wondering how you dared displaying such disrespect toward the king.

The fact was that you didn't held any grudge again his Majesty. Like every citizen you had the most respect for the king and wished him a long and prosperous life. The problem was simply you. Or more the fact that you were a total rebellious brat.

And no one could understand how you could have possibly become one!