This story explains the origins of Havertown’s fabled king Zenith.
Zenith sprinted out his small wooden home “bye mother!” he yelled as he ran past, he sprinted down the gravel path to the city “Havertown” Zenith was in fact a tour guide.
Zenith was unfortunately late, he bolted through the bustling streets full of merchants, stalls and of course people. When he reached his workplace the “museum” he saw a long queue of customers all complaining at the poor security guard named Bob “please folks Zenith will be here soon!” Zenith then passed the corner “here!” the infuriated crowd and Bob stared at him with laser eyes. “Ok…” Zenith muttered to himself and so they entered the museum.
When they entered the enormous museum Zenith saw a bright red and obnoxiously shiny dragon egg. “Well…” Zenith thought to himself “what if I stirred a teensy tiny bit of trouble… Yoink! He stole the egg! Alarms began to wail; Nee Naw! “Uh oh” Zenith said jaw gaping open. Not long after two burly guards chased after Zenith, thinking sharply Zenith again started to scuttle and bolt! After a few very well calculated turns Zenith, now very “puffed” skedaddled out of there!
Zenith walked out just in time to see a very angry mob protesting “out with the rubbish king!” they yelled, the king sat lazily in his bed not giving a single concern, Zenith had two decisions he could run away or do the right thing and help the protesters . I believe you know what he chose?
“Fine folks of Havertown I hear the complaints you are all yelling out extremely loudly!” Zenith began a speech “That so why I believe very deeply we need a better king so that’s why I suggest down with the king!” “The crowd now very riled up yelled “Zenith for king!” “Let’s vote Zenith for king! The crowd picked up Zenith. He was so happy then cried tears of pure absolute joy. Afterward Zenith unknowingly dropped the egg (plot twist!) hatching a wonderful baby red dragon.
Now if you ask anyone in Havertown they will tell you Zenith is a handsome, smart and all in all brilliant king with a red dragon that he totally didn’t steal. What a wonderful story Zenith went from a thieve no one knew to a prideful king what a grand story.