The Siege of Pugglemunt Pt 15 (moss)

Chapter Eleven: In Which I Am Betrayed!

I dreamt of aardvarks. No idea.


UGH. I swallowed and stirred as a light shone through the papery meat of my eyelids. I opened my eyes, and, seeing nothing but vague shapes, held a hand up before my face. I waggled my fingers; watched the glint of my ruby-gold rings. It took five whole seconds for me to remember that I was a human and a King and that Pugglemunt existed and I’d been sitting in the Great Hall when I’d been thwacked over the head by—

Where was I?

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The Siege of Pugglemunt Pt 4 (musical number)

Chapter One

What? Don’t look at me like that. I’m the King, if I want to suddenly introduce chapters, that’s my prerogative and if you disagree then you can just – well, you’re not allowed to disagree so DON’T EVEN BOTHER THINKING ABOUT IT OR I’LL PACK YOU INTO A TREBUCHET AND SLING YOU INTO THE MOUNTAINS. It just makes sense to segment things a bit. Builds a sense of momentum, but at the same time, gives the readers a bit of a rest – a chance to go shuck a turnip or whatever the foisty masses like to do with their spare time. You know my peasants have the attention span of a gnat. Hang on did— did you write that down? No? Promise? Okay, good.

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