It had been a couple of days since the visit of the story tellers to the castle, and the King was wondering how they were getting on with their new material. He decided to send out a spy.
"Spy! Come
here!"
The spy immediately
appeared from behind a pillar.
"Here I am, your
Majesty."
"Ooh. What the
blazes were you doing hiding behind that pillar? You trying to give
me a heart attack!?"
"I am a spy,
your Majesty. Its what I do."
"Don't get smug
with me you cheeky little bugger. Now head over to the storyteller's
house and make sure they haven't done a runner. Report back before I
go to bed."
"Certainly your
Majesty. And at what hour is your bedtime your Majesty?"
"After supper."
"And at what
hour might you be finishing supper this evening, your Majesty?"
"Now that would
depend on how much I have to eat you little prat! Now stop asking
questions and get out of my castle before I have your head on a big
spike out the front!"
"I have already
gone your Majesty."
After a few minutes,
and a bag of crisps, the King summoned another spy into the throne
room.
"Other spy! Come
here!"
The other spy
immediately appeared from behind another pillar.
"Here I am your
Majesty."
"Huh? Have you
been spying on me?"
"No your
majesty, I have merely been hiding behind a pillar and listening to
all that has been said."
"Very well. I
need you to do a job for me."
"Do you wish me
to spy on the spy that has just left?"
"Indeed I do.
He's a cheeky little bugger and I don't trust him at all. Now go and
make sure he's not mucking about. You are to report back before
supper."
"And at what
time is supper your Majesty?"
"Soon after
dinnertime."
"Of course. I
shall see you later your Majesty."
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