Evening dinner….
Liam sitting at the table as Bren brought him his dinner.
Pastor Connor sat at the table. “I have found and read one of
the chancery papers you misplaced. It‘s interesting, the
meaning behind the legend’s origin of old kings, all the king’s
henchmen and their guises in disguise. Really it’s more about
mistaken identity.” He realign in his chair. “For instance. Like
the symbolic dragon, of ‘draco’, or, the wyvern gules. From
where the name of Drake originates from. It’s image was on
the Drake’s coat of arms. This symbolism, it’s like something
coming out from a medieval tale of legends.”
Bren, sat upright. “Well, they may be fabricated in some
areas, but all stories do come out of some kind of truth, don’t
they? Hhh, and all I can think about is poor Tauna.”
Pastor Connor concurred. “Yes. And King Edwin must have
some kind of knowledgeable favor for someone enough to
entrust in that knows Chivalry Chapel well. And I have found
another not so amusing details to this story of Sir Drake. On
one of the chancery papers mention this mystery man is
related to Sir Knight Blackwood. The nemesis to Sir John
Drake. But the mistaken identity of this man that took Tauna,
is the mystery.”
Liam, after much chomping down his food, began to slow
down his chewing listening to their reasonable, like missing
traces of clues, then swallowed in deep thought whilst sitting,
staring at them in silent deducement. His straight focused
face, in seriously thought, in taking their words as like placing
puzzle pieces together to form a picture in his mind, takes a
moment’s stare at the table.
Pastor Connor, turns to Liam. “Well, son, what do you have to
say?”
Bren veers to Liam.
Liam, declares. “Of course. And the answers been all this
time. In fact, it never left. This mystery henchman is the same
man with the same symbol of the dragon that once owned
the symbol of the wyven gules he had on his pin.
Connor, “And just who is this mystery man you speak of?”
Liam, sat in rational thoughts. “Non other than Dayn
McConol.”
Bren pulled back, her mouth opened aghast.
Pastor Connor, gave a look of dreadful disbelief.
Liam, slightly lift his face to them, wry his mouth. “Also known
as his alias, Sir Blackwood. His descendant.”
In a far off distance kingdom, a man enters secretly inside the
king’s castle’s chambers. The king’s firm stance at his hired
henchman stood slowly unwraps his long face cloth scarf
away from his hidden face to unveil his identity. Dayn
McConol views the vast room, kneels in front of the king,
takes the hand of the king, kissing upon his ring giving his oath
to the king’s authority. Signals his renegade henchmen to
follow him in secret hideaway, in his service to the king.
In the king’s chamber…
Tauna, awakening on a spacious bed fit for a king. The golden
laden canopy grabbed her attention. She immediately sat up
regaining her senses, stood up pacing the room in search for
escape. She turned to the sound of a key inserting into a
keyhole. The door opening as a king Edwin entered inside.
King Edwin, taking a sizable glance at her. ”Miss Tauna Drake.
Heir of The Chivalry Chapel. I’m very pleased to meet your
acquaintance.” Taking great stepping strides toward her, he
reaches for her long locks of her auburn hair. “Oh yes indeed,
with much pleasure. I can see for myself a fine catch of beauty
for queen”
Tauna, keeping her focus on him.” You do realize this is a
kidnapping Punishable by my father, with very ugly
consequences and without ransom.”
King Edwin, reasons with her. “But there is no need for any
ransom. You are here permanent. Regarding of any impending
marriage with an alliance to share for both. And I do very
much look forward in my queen begetting my future heirs.”
Taking her hand into his, he kissed upon it.
Tauna, in a look of disgust, pulls her hand from his. “I am
already with heir.”
King Edwin, giving her a look of amusement. ”Perhaps you will
need more assistance in persuasion? Dayn McConol, enter thy
room.”
Dayn ,sternly enters into the room.
Tauna, with sudden wide eyes, grasps onto the canopy’s pole,
pulling back in self perseverance.
Dayn, dipping his head to her in reverence. “ Tauna Drake. It’s
a pleasure to see you again. And how is your father and your
mother?”
Tauna, glaring at him. “You shall address me as Miss Tauna
Drake.” She said in an old English accent terms. “Is that clear?
Don’t you dare come near me, you vile, despicable man.”
Dayn, with a slight show of respect of his raised head to the
king. “King Edwin, Sire, your majesty. May I have a few quiet
minutes with Miss Tauna Drake alone please. I assure you,
this will not take long.”
King Edwin, “Very well, I shall return in one hour.” He begun
toward the door.
Tauna, in fast alert. “King Edwin, you walk away as coward!
Having your henchman do your dirty work for you! What kind
of king are you?! I could never look up to you with any sense
of respect!!
King Edwin, with a wry smug expression of amusement, leaves
closing the door.
Dayn, veered quickly at her.” Tauna. My oath is now to the
king, not to your father. I have strived for a many few years to
gain the trust with the king and with great integrity. I have
given him a great incentive of you, Sir John Drake’s
descendant of Chivalry Chapel. And along with it, his future
heirs and you will abide by the king’s request.”
Tauna, stunned. “How dare you! That’s Princess Mariam’s
place, not mine!”
Dayn, insisting. ”Princess Mariam begged for my help. The
princess and I simply made special arrangements for trade off.
All she had to do, is to lure your entrapment. And now, for
my most scathing plan, as your nuptials to the king, and in
time. He will be met with a most unfortunate demise, leaving
you with both his kingdom and Chivalry Chapel. Brilliant, isn’t
it. I shall finally become king and nobleman in my own
kingdom.”
Tauna, despised unamused. “When are going to get it through
your thick head, The Chivalry Chapel does not belong to you,
let alone the king’s castle! Your plans of deceiver will end
now. Get out of my way. I shall tell the king of your depraved
plans.” She moved around him in haste toward the door.
Dayn, kept his lingering focused view at the castle’s wall with
impending restraint. “Tell the king of my plans and I shall
brand you as liar, furthermore, a risk of endangerment to your
only heir son, Devon.” He replied in defiance.
Tauna, halt at the door, turned back to him in her own glaring
defiance. ”I ought to marry the king just to defeat you!”
Dayn, with a sly smirk. “Looks like I have already won.” He
treads toward the door.
Tauna, in her quick growing angst. Grabs onto an expensive
vase, hurls it at him in rage as it hit the wall smashed into
pieces.
Dayn, quickly turns back to her. “Ah yes, I do remember your
father’s warning of your Irish temper.” He walks out.
In the sanctuary of Chivalry Chapel, standing in front of Pastor
Connor Drake, the stain glass window in background,
Detective Liam Niles and along side of him, his brother
Detective Trey Niles, kneeled one knee before God in
reverence, awaits for Pastor Connor Drake’s consent of
approval to rescue his daughter. As Connor, taking his upright
hand, shifting his hand, left to right of blesses upon them
before their journey to the king Edwin’s castle.
At the gate of the kings castle
Liam, unwavering. ”King Edwin’s castle.”
Trey concurred. “Yes. Quite impressive. But how do we get
inside?”
Liam, “There’s two of them, there two of us. Dear little
brother. Ready for a hijacking?” He veered his nodded head
toward the monks standing at the doorway.
Trey, with smug . “Oh big Brother, that would be blasphemy.
The guards in cloaks are monks.”
Liam, “Don’t worry little Brother, well pray extra hard this
week for god’s mercy. Besides, we’re just borrowing.”
Trey, takes a most certain deep breath, ready for action. “Full
thrust?” Acquire confirmation.
Liam giving him confirmation. “Full thrust. Ready?”
Trey nod his head ‘Yes’.
Liam, in valiant bravery. “Go!”
Liam and Trey, their swords by their sides, moving into action
toward the gateway without mercy or time to spare,
approached the cloaked monks in heavy engaged combat like
attack upon them.
The two guardsmen on high alert, took quick note, tried to
stop them.
Liam and Trey, taking their robust hand, thrusting hard at
them, shoving them ultra hard to the ground. They gave a job-
well-done look at each other. Taking the monks hooded
cloaks , they covered themselves in disguised as monks,
unbarred the gate, then tread inside the king’s castle. Taking
their hands, they covered their heads with their hoods. Like
spies, they peek from under their hoods, to see for anyone
watching them. The only ones left in the room, taking their
hands, they pulled back their hoods unto their shoulders.
Taking a good look around the room. Spying ever so carefully
around the corners of each room, they travel the long corridor
until they saw in front of them, Tauna pass by beautifully
adorned in elegant silver silk gown and golden headband
with earrings. Dripping in precious gems, her auburn hair
braided layered with maroon silk ribbon. Her face blushed
with rouge, eyes dark lined and mauve-rose-colored lips. Fit
for a soon to be queen. And King Edwin next to her. And a
procession of simple commoners and royalty guests.
Liam, clutched Trey’s cloak with his hand to yield him, stared
stunned of even more of her beauty, giving him even more
incentive to rescue her, as him and Trey kept the view on her
as they wait in the shadows of the corridor’s corner watching
and waiting for all to pass by.
Liam, poised with patience, stood vigilant. Giving his younger
brother hand signals of flat hand instructions from his gloved
hand in a ‘wait for it gesture.’ Then gave a hand gesture of
forthright hand across the neck ready to attack.
Trey, in his giving insight to Liam back in return, waiting on his
instructions in which direct to go. As they stepped out from
the corner stood poised to give their reverence to the king
and soon, queen of Avlon.
Tauna looked directly at an unusually looking tall monk staring
at her, as she stared back at him, her eyes widen as she
discovered Liam in his disguise, then Trey, her eyes widen in
alarm, looks side to side for escape, but to no merit.
King sees them, grabs her wrist tight, furiously lifts his hand
directly pointing his finger at Liam and Trey. “Guards, seize
them at once!” Tightens his grip on her.
The two guards began to grab them.
Liam and Trey, getting a strong held grip upon the guards,
kneeled into their groins, seeing the guards double down in
pain, as they thrash them to the cold stone floor. Pulling off
their long cloaks with a whirl, showing their white peasant like
tied shirts. Extracting their swords, they retreated from their
position.
King Edwin, raised his hand up into the air. “HALT!!!’ He
demanded.
Everyone stood in questionable apprehension looking upon
everyone else.
King Edwin, lowering his hand back down. “ Dayn McConol.
Come forth.”
Dayn McConol goes to the king.
King Edwin, “Explain.”
Dayn, in full attentiveness. “Your Sire. Detective Niles and his
brother have breached your kingdom.”
Liam, in self containment.
King Edwin, “ Detective Niles. You think you are so clever to
infiltrate my kingdom, getting through the gate, walking
among the castle without being noticed. A quite determined
man, I say. But for what reason?”
Liam, at ease. “I’m here to retrieve my noble Lady, Tauna
Drake.” He said in diligence.
King Edwin, in a moment of deep thought. “All this for a
woman. She must be that exceptionally important."
Liam, stood in his stance. “Sire, I have come for that was
taken from me by Dayn, alias, Sir Blackwood and I’m not
leaving without her.”
King Edwin, “And where is Princess Mariam?”
Pastor Connor intercepts in the distance. “Princess Mariam
has gone home to her parents.” Bren, Devon, Breyen, Lauren,
Treman, by his side.
Liam and Trey, taking a glimpse of their family, turned back to
the king.
King Edwin, “I’m not totally without disregard for Tauna’s
family. I have invited them to the wedding. But first, for Liam
to renounce his loyalty to Tauna. Before we proceed.”
Liam, kept his stance. “I decline your acquiesce.”
King Edwin. “I see. Then there is only one way out of this. We
shall fight for her. The winner takes her as commodity. My
army of knights will challenge you. But I see you not with
army.”
Liam looks at Trey, looking at him. Takes a side view of his son
with his cousin next to him, as he sees their weaponry barely
seen to their hidden sides, then a glance at Connor.
Pastor Connor, giving Liam his winking seal of approval, his
prepping the boys.
Liam, turning back to the king. “King Edwin. I too have an
army of knights.”
King Edwin, acknowledged him. “ Then let it be. In the
courtyard, where this challenge will be.” He makes his way to
the courtyard.
Trey, goes to Liam in private. “Liam. Just who is this army?”
Liam, prepping. “Devon and Treman.”
Trey, unsure. “Devon and Treman……Our sons are only
squires. They have not been fully trained yet.”
Liam, veered at him. “Then they will learn fast as if their lives
depended on it.”
Trey, pulled back in a moment of silence. “We are taking a big
risk of loosing heirs of Chivalry Chapel. There must be
another way.”
Liam, “ Nor if we don’t fight, all is lost. Are you ready
brother?” Adamant.
Trey, “Brother, you know I am and always will be.”
Liam, placing his hand upon his brother’s shoulder in pride. “
Right. Gather our sons.”