Draining the King's Gluttony

By his early twenties, he towered over the other men at 6'8" 4".

His large feet stomped the ground under nearly 200 pounds of hard and lean muscle.

Beautiful mocha skin with a dark beard and thick brows.

Strong jaw and brilliant white smile.

He led his battalion successfully against each of the conquests they undertook until

his father's passing marked his transition to the throne.

He swore his oaths and the crown was donned atop his head with words of commitment to

his citizenry.

But as the years passed, his elite position gave way to temptations of lust and gluttony

with no one around to limit his desires.

Rumors of bastards all over the kingdom were kept mum, but were each likely true.

Without war to wage, Amir spent less time with his trainers and more time in the banquet

hall hosting wild parties and perching himself at the head of feast laden tables.

Endless supplies of wine, meat, and beer.

Great platters of sweet meats, buttery pastries, fresh fruits, and more.

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