William the Conquerer and the Sands of Persia: Chapter 4 - The Horrible Al-Horrid

“This is impossible, your excellency, for your powers know no bounds.”

“It is true, I say. The leader of these wretched bandits goes by the name Ali-Baba. I want his head!”

“Do you want the body attached, or just the head?”

About the same time this was happening, which was evening, for William had not eaten in hours, Al-Horrid was scheming among a bevy of harem beauties. Suddenly, he got an idea. He clapped his hands, dismissing the many girls lounging beside his massive golden throne. They slinked away, and Al-Horrid summoned Dorlorosan, his Vizier, or most trusted advisor. 

“Dolorosan! I want you in here!”

The weasley Dolorosan, who was very broad and powerful, strode into the throne room. 

“You summoned me, oh master,” said Dolorosan, the words slithering out of his gravelly throat. 

“I did! I have received word of a band of thieves resisting me! What know you of this treason?”

“Either!”

“Very good, your excellency. I shall see to it immediately.”

And with that, Dolorosan marched out of the throne room, turned past the guards outside, and stalked down the hallway to see his favorite helper,  the royal assassin….