Intro. to Journal:

What is a Royal Taster you ask? Well, since I am one, and this is my journal, I guess I can tell you correctly! A Royal Tastr is a Slave, like me, who tastes all the King's food for poison! It is absolutely exhilirating. I get to eat ll of the King's good food, to make sure that it wasnt poisoned, but that doesnt mean I cant enjoy myself does it?
Anyway, He is having a delectable course meal of roasted pig with a red wine sauce! I can't wait!

After Dinner, Day 1:                                                                 ***

Mmmm... That roasted pig was delicous! It wasnt poisoned of course! He looked at me while I ate though, it was like he was testing me! It was scary!

Later in the night, Around Midnight:                                    ***

Just in case I dont come back after breakfast tomorrow, let me tell you a little bit about myself! I am ninteen years old and My name is Tiberes! I have no family, well yet anyway, I am betrothed to a beautiful girl, at least I was, until I got stuck with this role! I have mousey brown hair that refuses to stay flat, and I have blue eyes. I am a skinny little man and I absolutely adore my King!

Day 3:                                                                                          ***

I hate that man! I accidently ate two bites of chicken instead of one and he has me beaten! I recieved thirty lashes and all because of a little bite of chiken! Well, maybe I should poison his food.... No, that was treasoness talk, I shan't be doing that again! I still cant believe how greedy that man is! 

Day 5:(After Lunch):                                                                 ***

The food was heavily poisoned, I shall be sick for days! I had best get some rest as the Healers insist!

Day 11:                                                                                         ***

 I am back to testing. I start at dinner tonight, the Healers say I will be fine! The course will be Mutton smothered in a mushroom sauce. I hate mushrooms! I must be going, Mutton awaits!

Day 13:                                                                                         ***

 Hmmm... The King is surprised I have lived this long, which naturally leads me to believe I shall be gone from this world soon! Oh woe be me!  shan't ever love again!

Day 15:                                                                                         ***

Supper shall be simple tonight, I shall test and then be go of my services! I will live tonight through, and see tomorrow!

After Supper:                                                                             ***

Oh woe be me....

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Census:

The Royal Taster, Tiberes, aged ninteen, Died on his fifteenth day of service. 

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Notes on Tiberes from Household Servants: 

None.

(He didnt live long enough to make any friends)

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King's Notes on Tiberes:

He was a good pet.... (Not that Tiberes sir)..... Oh, you mean the slave Tiberes? Oh yes he was a big help.... Wasnt he? (I was asking you that sir)

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(His journal was found and burned with his body, but not before the new Taster was able to read the last few words scribbled on the back page....)