King Samuel sat at his throne, twisting his staff in his hands. He had already taken care of his duties for the week and no problems had arisen in his kingdom. This had left him quite bored and lonely, as the rest of his village had to attend to their daily jobs.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and the guards parted their swords to let whoever was there inside. Another guard walked in, dragging a handcuffed man with him. The man looked thin and cold with not much to shield him against the crisp winter air outside.
“I’m sorry to bother you my liege, but this man has been causing quite the ruckus,” the guard said, tightening his grip as the man struggled.
“That’s not true, I-,” he tried to make out.
“Quiet!” the guard interrupted.
King Samuel held his hand up to stop the guard and gestured towards the man to come closer. He shuffled towards Samuel with his head down.
“Tell me your side of the story,” Samuel said.
“I had been searching for food all day and had grown quite weary as well as my fingers turning blue. That’s when I smelled the most delicious fragrance I had ever encountered. Next to me was a restaurant and inside I saw people eating such beautiful lasagna. Although my pockets were empty, I had to have some. That’s when the owner found me rummaging through the trash and called the nearest authority,” the man said quietly.
King Samuel paused for a minute before speaking again. “What’s your name?”
“It’s Rowley, sir.”
“Call me Samuel, please. Now this restaurant, do you remember its name?”
“I believe it was called Larose’s.”
King Samuel gestured for his guard to approach and leaned down to whisper into his ear. He gave Samuel a confused look before quickly leaving the room. He returned a few moments later, un-cuffing Rowley and handing him some warmer clothes.
“Your table is ready, sire.” The guard said to King Samuel. “The food shall arrive shortly.”
Kind Samuel led Rowley into a room to change, then brought him to a rather large and beautiful dining room. The ceiling went up at least 40 feet and the room had lots of beautifully crafted furniture. In the middle was a table with two places set.
Rowley and Samuel each took a seat at the table and waited for the foot to come. The owner and servers of the restaurant brought out two large dishes of lasagna with multiple sides. As Rowley and Samuel began to dig in, Kind Samuel turned to Rowley.
“You were right; this is the most amazing lasagna I’ve ever tasted!”