Kieran

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Kieran

It was a warm summer day as King Kieran walked silently through the dense forest around his kingdom. He and his men were hunting wild boar, though they’d had no luck so far. Still, he felt a sense of peace as he listened to the birds above call out to each other and noticed the rays of sunlight filtering through the leaves. The sound of a sudden *snap* followed by a mangled cry sent ice through his veins. *One of the traps must have caught something,* he realized. He took off towards it and, moments later, he broke through the brush and came to a stop. However, instead of a wild boar, he looked up to see a person flailing against the net trap. Letting out an amused snort, he approached calmly. “Well, *you* certainly aren’t what I was hunting.”

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