“Your majesty will recall my search throughout Europe for a suitable new bride for you. After I searched through the duchies of Mark and Cleves, in the duchy of Berg I encountered a wizened and ancient Chinaman who had been adviser to the Court of the Imperial Mandarin, Wan Hu. His sciences and alchemy are responsible for the elevation of your throne to the most magnificent in the world. Please, take your throne,” urged Cromwell.
Henry looked dubious, but settled ponderously onto the ornately decorated new throne.
Cromwell handed a bag of gold to the alchemist and lit the fuses.
100 words. In response to this week’s Sunday Photo Fiction prompt:
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