by Martin Baena
Characters: two security guards
Setting: A guard tower. Night.
A: Do you suppose when the king took on…
A: When the King…
B: Ah, yes.
A: Do you suppose when he took on his disguise and walked about his men on the eve of battle…
A: Do you suppose they knew it was him?
B: I don’t know.
A: How good could his disguise have been? He’s a King after all not some thief.
A: Not some actor. Make-up is not his trade.
B: Uh-huh, uh-huh.
A: And if they knew…
B: It was dark.
A: Even so.
B: It was on the eve of battle.
A: They were sitting in the dark were they? Completely in the dark?
B: Maybe by the fire.
A: …and if they knew – yes? – if they knew do you think they played dumb. Y’know? To let him have this moment. Amongst the common man.
B: To deny him that…
B:… would’ve have been the bigger sin.
A: Yes. Yes, my thoughts exactly. Yes.
A: That’s… that’s a fair point.
A: (turns, looks about) You won’t tell the others will you?
B: No, sir.
A: Bless you.
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