This week’s prompt: …when the daylight returned the king was dead…
There was no doubt about it. The morning sunrise brought news of the king’s demise.
It was a shock to us all as only the day before the king had declared today a public holiday. When asked why he had done so he replied that he was the king and if he wanted us to have a holiday he would and could do so.
We all stood around looking at his body. Some sipping coffee, some in pyjamas but all agreed if it wasn’t for bread knife in his back he’d be enjoying the holiday with us.