"This man stole an apple from the market." The guard explained. Darius looked unfazed as he said. "Kill him." This is where I decided to intervene. It was simple really. He was in a bad mood so I just needed to use his bipolarity to my advantage and switch his bad move over in to a good one. And lucky for these prisoners, I knew just how to do it. A smile formed on my face as I leaned over and kissed him; before saying. "Come on Darius! Isn't that a bit harsh! Can't you at least let the man live? How about you just throw him in the dungeon; to let him rot there instead?" I watched as Darius' expression lightened up a bit. "Alright, alright, prison it is." He let out lazily. I watched as the guards carried the prisoner off to the dungeons. I smiled at the realization that Darius was completely and utterly in the palm of my hand. Little did Darius know that I would just let the prisoner go, when Darius wasn't paying attention; just like I always do. Eventually we landed on the final prisoner of the day; a young girl. "We caught this girl sneaking around the palace. She refused to tell us what she was doing, other then demanding to speak to you, My Pharaoh!" The guard explained. The girl suddenly broke away from the guard's grasp before shouting out. "Wait! It's about your son! I'm afraid he might-" She was cut off by her own crying. Although Darius was willing to listen now. His mood was still really foul. I was aware that if she didn't say something serous enough about our son, to support breaking the law. She would be dead before she could even bat an eyelash. And there would be nothing I could do about it.
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