SAMSON

“You summoned me, my beloved King?” I said with a tone of pride as I’m facing before the throne of the greatest Theophilus the Preeminent of our kingdom. With my right knee kissing the white gleaming floor. I stare and meet his eyes as he looks at me with pride of his own. I can see the power in his eyes, I can’t grasp it, instead, it’s giving me power and pride as he looks at me. Thank you for your kindness, my king, just you, looking at me is like absorbing your power.

“I’m glad you came to my command, it’s my first time summoning you on this throne. I’ve heard about your achievements Samson the prideful. Your name indeed speaks of what you are, your eyes are filled with it. Do you have an idea why I summoned you?” He asks.

“I’ll be blunt, I have no information at all my king, but you can be blunt to tell me and I will fulfill it with my pride. Is there someone to kill? Something to accomplish?” I ask with my wide voice.