I recalled the resounding slap as I was standing and able to do nothing as my father fired two bullets to our chef's heart. That was his pay for laying his hands on the cheek of the King's daughter.
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Yep, those kings don't play about their daughters ... good story!
Sign of the times when the caste system was in play and you dare not attempt to rise above your station in life. Sometimes it seems like the more time passes, the more things remain the same. Just done in a different way. Nice story for the prompt.