The King and his merry men

[Gilgamesh]

The King’s message didn’t take long before Victor appeared before the throne. The young assassin greeted Gilgamesh with such earnest joy, that the King couldn’t help but give the assassin a brief smile. Motioning the prime to rise, Gilgamesh leaned forward with an intense and mischievous grin. “I have heard that you valiantly attempted to preserve my Kingdom? Not many would try and protect a Kingdom who’s King had passed.” Gil tilted his head to the side, peering into the assassin’s eyes.

Victor got off from his knee and rose, the stairs gave Gilgamesh a domineering position. “I was doing so in hope that this day would come, my liege.” Victor’s smile seemed completely genuine and however, Gil was not convinced that this was the truth.. Gilgamesh stood up with force and conviction, slowly strolling over to the young assassin. The King circled Victor, eyeing the prime up and down.

“Kneel.” The King commanded. As he commanded, Victor was now kneeling before his true King. Giving Victor a frown he spoke, “You must have wished to gather power for yourself. You are despicable to me. Trying to fill the void that I had left?!” Gilgamesh sounded genuinely offended as he accused Victor.

The assassin looked up with a confused look on his face, “I would never my liege.” Yet Gilgamesh had turned his face, ignoring the man’s pleas. Extending his arm, he brought to life a golden portal before withdrawing a solid gold sword from its sheath.

“There is nothing you can say to convince me otherwise. Your penance for this crime shall be death.” Gilgamesh flourished his sword before letting it rest on Victor’s shoulder, the cold metal pressing against a clearly visible artery. Victor’s eyes grew wide and he attempted to slowly retreat. With his other hand, Gilgamesh pushed down the assassin’s shoulder, forcing him to stay for this.

“My liege, your years in the Underverse has made you cynical. I assure you I would have never.” Gil silenced the prime by pressing his sword to the tip of Victor’s throat, prodding his adam apple.

“You accuse me of losing my sanity? You continue to insult me upon my gracious return!” Gilgamesh’s voice raised in anger and the sword poked into the assassin’s neck, letting a trail of blood run down. A brief moment of panic flashed over Victor’s eyes before he calmly accepted his fate. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Victor was ready for his unjust punishment. Gilgamesh raised his sword, bringing it back for a mighty swing.

And lightly tapped Victor on the head. Gilgamesh then sheathed it into the ground, letting it stand firmly before the prime. Another golden portal opened up, dropping a Golden Lion Pin with a ruby eye into the King’s hand. Balancing the pin on the sword very precariously, Gilgamesh made a sharp turn, returning to his throne. Looking at Victor, he could see that the prime was truly and utterly dumbfounded.

“Oh the whole execution bit? That was your punishment for attempting to murder your King.” Gilgamesh gave the young assassin a coy grin before breaking out into hearty laughter. Victor took a moment to fully understand that the King had just played a practical joke on him before he began to laugh as well.

“You, my king, are most certainly an ass.” He gasped in between laughs, wiping a tear from his eye. Smiling at the King he let out an exasperated sigh before awaiting his orders. Gilgamesh kicked his feet up over the seats arm before pointing to the material in front of Victor.

“All of that is yours, as a sign of respect. You will now be known as Lord Victor across my empire.” Victor’s smile disappeared as a surprised look came across his face. He seemed overwhelmed with this sudden promotion. Gilgamesh still managed to look as if this was just small talk.

“You will manage a new Bureau and have primes assigned to you.” Gilgamesh looked up to the ceiling before letting out a sigh, “Our public image wasn’t...the best.” Gil turned his head lazily towards the assassin, “It is now your job to make sure people and primes alike adore me as their King. As for your assignment…” Gil sat back upright pondering what to do with his new Lord. Victor’s voice however, interrupted his chain of thought.

The prime responded, a new confident take emerged in his voice, “I have a few ideas my lord if you give me a few good men and some autonomy.” Gilgamesh smiled at this excellent response.

“You have it. You will be getting primes soon. For now, do as you wish.” Gilgamesh smiled as he waved off Victor. As the assassin exited the room, a guard entered.

“See ya Dave!” Victor cheerfully yelled as he closed the door. This elicited a groan from the secondary before he reported to the King. Gilgamesh raised an eyebrow.

“Dave?” Gilgamesh’s voice playfully teased.

“My name is Enugi, as you had decided my King.” The guard gave a slight bow as he said his own name, as if it were a gift given to him by Gilgamesh.

“No. Your name is now Dave. Now Dave, what news do you have for me?” Gilgamesh teased, the guard giving a depressed sigh before speaking.

“Someone else is here to see you sire.”