Bounty Hunter Bash Wedlock Part Seven

 The Collection 

They picked the man up and turned towards the exit. The moment that they saw the guards they thought that they thought that they were going to be stopped. Yet it was the guards that stopped and looked at her in awe. Looking at the three in disbelief as they took their time to process what they were seeing. Yet they were seeing it. This continued until they reached the stairs as a guard barged in.

“Hay! Sound the bells we-”

He looked to see Bash and Zaryb. His eyes narrowed in confusion as he looked around.

“Why-”

“She did it”

“How,?”

“He tried to take my virginity and I had to stop it.”

He looked down and up with his mouth agape.

“Who-”

Then he looked at her closer and his eyes widened in shock. 

“Hold on! I know who you are! You’re Bash the Touchable! And- and you’re Zaryb!”

“Yes.”

“As in the Zaryb! The Disgraced Prince who could never inherit the throne because of Wolfox! The one who killed his brother and his wife and their daughter?”

“Correct in all but one detail.”

“What?”

“I never killed my niece.”

“What?”

“She’s even here in this castle.”

He laughed in disbelief.

“She’s in the library with the artist Leonardo right now looking at all the past royals of this kingdom.”

“As in the Exiled Pyromaniac Prince that got kicked out of his kingdom for almost burning his castle down. Come on! And the next thing you're going to tell me is that Chashathrophogh is here and he really didn’t kill his brother in law and nephew?”

“He didn’t. He was with me. We were heading to Gajellidor Darcrogh, even if we didn’t know about it at the time and he was the one who really did it.”

“Oh, like I would believe that!”

“There’s a trail if you’re willing to look.”

“And is there anything else you wanna tell me?”

“We’re married.”

“Oh?” He said, rolling his eyes but stopping halfway through. “What?”

“To stop mother from forcing me to marry this imposter.”

“‘Imposter’?”

“He is not the real Skylar.”

“I knew it!”

“So that’s why he doesn’t look like the former King!”

“But you do have someone who does though!”

“Who?”

“That maid Clouris, who was going to be my substitute.”

“I thought so too.”

“Do you reckon that you could look into that? After all, it would be good to expose the false heirs and replace them with the real ones.”

“Good idea!”

“Come on. Let’s go. We need to cash in this bounty.”

“So, where is the nearest collection station?”

“At the bottom of the front of the kingdom near the outskirts.”

She nodded as she walked on and up the stairs and down the hallway. Then out of the castle, putting everything that happened there to the back of her mind. They looked back at her and flipped the unconscious fake Skylar on her back.

“Do you have some unicorns I could borrow?” She asked a farmer with a few very beautiful sleeping horses.

“I have one!”

That was when she saw the man she was carrying.

“Where are you taking our king?”

“He is not your king, he isn’t even the real Skylar.”

“I mean does he even look like your late King and Queen?”

“How can we tell?”

“You’ve beat him black ‘n’ blue!”

“Look at him! Did the late King and Queen or any of their ancestors have that hair colour?”

He frowned.

“You know what! He don’t!”

“Exactly!”

“Nah! They all had jet black hair ‘n’ grey eyes regardless of the new blood!” He commented as he took a step closer. “You know what! Looking at him, he looks like those family of seamen that moved here. What were called again? Ah yes! The Pharroghs. Nah, they were from the Mideast. The Rohjcé?”

He started hitting his head and pointed up.

“Oh yeah! An’ they had a boy too! Jesserrogh! Jesserrogh Rohjcé! Terrible little blighter! He even looks like him too!”

That was when he walked up to the neck and pulled down the collar revealing a rose shaped birthmark.

“And he has their family birthmark!”

“Hold on, wasn’t the King and Queen’s family birthmark a red sun on the other side?”

They checked to reveal that there was nothing.

“Wow! You’re right! He ain’t the king!”

“Anyway, I need to get to the Bounty Collection point.”

“Ah! Right!”

He brought out a white unicorn that had a silver tint with scarlet eyes. 

“Thank you!”

“Could you?”

“Get on and put your head forward, weirdo!”

She nodded and climbed on and pressed her head against the head to the top of the neck. Then he galloped on and they were at the collection point. She almost fell off and handed the false king in and collected her handsome reward.

By the time she returned she told them what she had learnt. Strena and Leonardo handed out the proof and the truth and they found Clouris and on her neck, the royal birthmark.