Jack of Harts

The king wanted his kingdom back. Now I pulled him out the day before it died, but he knew the score. His was a dying kingdom, and he wanted everything the way it should be. The way it always should have been. He wanted… no… let’s be honest here… he DEMANDED that everything be made right. With all the forcefulness of a king fighting for his people. And I could not fault him for that. Not one bit. I saw the spark of life in him at that moment. He was so close to waking up on the spot, and I actually felt a bit of trepidation. He would have his people safe and strong, whatever the cost to him. He had made that same choice in the game, but he had been dealt a losing hand. Today he saw a winning hand and he was not going to fold.