133 Aarons Untold Past 5 (1/2)

Days passed and it was time for the king to make his move. The nobility was outraged by the death of Duke Arnon, they wanted Baron Aaron to face the consequences. They wanted him hung, beheaded, they wanted him dead.

However, every commoner sees this as something else. It wasn't the nobility being outraged due to Duke Arnon's death that set them after Baron Aaron, but rather, it was due to their fear of him coming after them that set them off.

The king knew that all too well, but with every high ranking nobility taking arms he had to do something. In the kingdom, there were 3 Dukes, 5 Marquesses, 10 Earls,15 Viscounts and dozens of Barons located around the entire kingdom. The Earls, Marquesses, and Dukes were all up in arms with at least half of the viscounts joining into the fray.

In the royal chamber, the king sat upon his throne, to the side was all the nobilities or at least representatives of them. In front of the king, kneeling on one leg was Baron Aaron, his head facing the ground.

”Baron Aaron, do you know and admit to the crimes that have been stated?” The king asked in a deep voice, it echoed through the chamber like magic, piercing all ears.

”I do,” Aaron said.

”For the crime of killing a Duke, you would normally be sentenced to death. However, in exchange for your nobility and all military merits you had accumulated, you may keep your life and move to the countryside, never to be inside the royal city again. Do you accept this punishment?” The king asked.

The smug faces plastered on the faces of the nobles turned to horror. One of the two remaining Dukes stepped forward. ”Please, your majestic, reconsider your punishment and be fair. He killed Duke Arnon so therefore the punishment must be done properly.”

The king looked towards the Duke, he emitted an aura that shut the Duke up instantly, he felt himself getting crushed towards the ground. His voice pierced the souls of all those present, they were shaken, ”You dare question the Authority of your king!”

The Duke was shaken and he fell to the ground grovelling. ”No your majesty! Please excuse this lowly one's mistakes!”

The king sighed and leaned back into his chair. ”It seems the nobility will need some reforming. Do remember your position, unlike your ancestors who earnt their positions you merely inherited it. If you dare try and pull something like that again I'll have you stripped of your ranking and tossed into the streets.”

The Duke frowned as his face twisted in all sorts of ways, he retreated back to the wall. ”Yes, your majesty.”

There wasn't anything else he could do. As for the Reformation; although unpleasant if he plays his cards correctly he should be able to keep his position. At the very least he would stay a nobility, he shouldn't fall too far down the ranks anyway.

As for the other nobles present they weren't as confident. All the nobles here were fearful of Baron Aaron due to his heaven-defying strength, they feared that their positions were threatened. As for the ones that weren't present, they were preoccupied with actually making the kingdom a better place rather than worrying about their rank.

The king turned his attention back to Baron Aaron, he continued to kneel on one knee before the king. ”So, Baron Aaron, do you accept the punishment?”

”Yes your majesty,” Aaron said. Although it might not be that well known but the king wasn't lacking in strength, even Aaron would have to be careful if he and the king fought. But that was also the reason why he decided to work under this kingdom's king, he was a man of strength, wisdom, and political conviction.

”Good, you will be sent to the town of Asdof where you will spend the rest of your life there; should the time arise you will be summoned back to the royal city where you will take the position as a constable,” The king explained before he straightened out his arm. ”Now go, a carriage has already been prepared for your departure.”

Aaron smiled as he nodded and stood up. Although it may sound as though the king is punishing him it could also be said that the king is giving him a vacation. The town of Asdof is known for its scenery and beach life. Not to mention when he's needed again he'll instantly be given the military position of constable.

The nobles faces were twisting even more; they all knew of the town of Asdof, some of which were planning on visiting with their families. But they couldn't do anything about it. Assassinate him? They'll be lucky if they don't get found out. Turn the people's opinion of him? The king would probably get rid of them for disrupting the peace. There was no victory for them.

Walking outside the palace Aaron was greeted with a large carriage, it was being escorted by knights and magicians all wearing the royal crest. When they saw him they all brought their right hand to his heart. They were all soldiers that participated in the war, they all knew of Aaron's identity and respected him.

”Hello Baron Aaron, we'll be in charge of escorting you to the town of Asdof, we have already been to your mansion and stored everything needed,” A knight at the front said. His face was old and mature, scruffy as well.

His daughter's little head poked out of the carriage, it had a large smile. The next head that poked out surprised him though, it was the lion, then the lioness, followed by all the cubs. The lion's head was still slightly bruised from being slammed into the ground.

Aaron smiled widely and jogged to the carriage before opening the door, he hopped in and lifted his daughter into his arms. He rubbed his beard on her neck before plopping her on his lap. He looked in front of him, the seats and floor were being completely occupied by the lion family. As for his side, he had the person he trusted to most right next to him.