Week 11: The King: By Liam A

It was a sunny day and all the slaves were outside gardening apart from me. I asked the king why I wasn’t allowed to go outside and then he just ignored me and said get me some toast with my favourite marmite. I glided into the kitchen and poisoned the marmite. Then I gave it to the king.” No,” he said “I like marmite and this is certainly not marmite. You taste it.” I walked slowly over to the table. My heart was beating like a drum. I picked it up and took a bite and …dropped dead…