Detective Liam Niles: The Diarium of Lady Tauna Drake- Second Edition by BONITA HIGHLEY - HTML preview

The next day…

Devon, Treading the hallways of the Chivalry Chapel. His mind collecting thoughts of his soon to becoming Nobleman, then sees his father.

Liam,Treading the grounds watching over the fortress as Chivalry Chapel’s knight, then sees Devon approaching him as they stood side by side.

Devon stood forthright. “Father, I have had word from King Edwin. He applauds in your endeavor as newly Sir Knight but also gives warning. Apparently he has been summoned by a man that calls himself Sir Knight Blackwood. Sir Blackwoood’s request is to meet me here. As you know well. I have studied the ancient documents of Chivalry Chapel since childhood. It is our duty to protect the fortress of our kingdom of any challenge that may come. To seized to any attempt to malign the family surname. It is my riteful duty to duly sanctify in the name of my forefather’s effigy by homage. I shall seek to know this Sir Blackwood in person. Do you know of this Sir Blackwood? ”

Liam, turned to him with insight.

“Yes, I know of him. Right you are there. And you have just given me a brilliant idea.”

Later that day….

Dayn, came walking in the foyer, stops.

Tauna, just coming in for her duties, sees him, suddenly stops to ponder.

Dayn stood in place.

“Miss Tauna Drake. We meet once again.”

Tauna, staying in place.

“Dayn McConol. I didn’t think you survived the last fight with my husband. And you will address me as Lady Tauna Drake.”

Dayn, in surprise mode.

“Lady Drake? Well done Tauna. Your father must be proud of this achievement. And how is your mother these days?”

Tauna, in caution.

“What is it this time that you want, slithering around my castle, the snake that you are. And while my dearly departed husband who just became deceased from his too deep of wounds from battle last night, he is in there, the sanctuary room, laying on his own effigy stone. And I his wife am about ready to pay my last respects to a man I love so much. How dare you come into my presence on a day like this, you vile man.” She snapped at him.

Dayn squinted his disbelieving eyes.

“What do you mean, departed?”

Tauna every so slowly, stepped closer to him.

“ You should be lucky that I’m still lady enough to direct

you into my late husband’s presence to say goodbye. But very well then. Come, see for your self.”

She escorted him. Opened the sanctuary door, walking inside, continued her casual, but dreary pace until she approached the block of stone alter.

Liam’s body lay straight and still, his hands lay across his body.

Dayn, following her inside, keeping pace stood by her side seeing for himself, the body of a one time much daring detective, now rests in peace in his own demise. She looked at him.

“ You see he is there. Now, I request of you to give him your last respects that is well deserve.”

Dayn, unrepentant.

“Forgive me Lady Tauna. I am sorry for your sorrow of your departed husband, but you must understand that he finally met his match, losing his life in the battle. I deeply feel your pain in my condolences. But also to remind you of your father’s previous agreement of our prearranged marriage. And now that he is gone, there is nothing to keep us from it now.”

Tauna, with sly glances at him.

“Very well then. But only after your lay your hand of oath upon my dear departed husband in

acknowledgement to him that you are ready to take over as he once was, as it were, as beneficiary of Chivalry Chapel from his establishment.”

Dayn, veered quickly at her.

“His Establishment?”

Tauna looked at him straight.

“Yes. My father gave him half ownership as he so deserved after he fought King Edwin and won me back making me his wife, as reward.”

Dayn, amused.

“Did he?”

Tauna, cracked a sly smile.

“Yes. You are the perfect fit. Go on, place you hand upon him. Say your vow of oath to him.”

Dayn, with a sly smirk, steps up to Detective Liam Niles body, ever so slowly taking his hand, lays it upon his body his chest of oath to him.

“There you go old mate. Don’t worry. Just as I have told you in the beginning when you first came. I will have Chivalry Chapel, Lady Tauna, will take my hand in marriage. Just like it should have been.

All..those..years..ago. And now it is my rightful duty from Sir Blackwood’s coat of arms to take your place. Don’t worry. I have come this far. I have it all…planned ….out. You see. The king will concede to me as you have now.”

Tauna quickly veered at Dayn with serious

acknowledgement.

Dayn reshifted his pose. slyly grinned.

“ I now declare Chivalry Chapel as my own to claim, at this moment- right now.”

Tauna, gazing upon Liam.

Suddenly, Liam directly opened his eyes, moved out of position, quickly taking his strong hands to grip Dayn’s arm in action, yanking him across his body, then taking his other hand, giving a swift karate chop across his back, flipping him onto the other side of the alter, Dayn landing onto his chest to the floor, Liam, swiftly lifted off the stone alter, taking his black booted foot, whacking it hard unto Dayn’s back, applying a crushing blow pushing down hard entrapping him to the cold stone floor.

“NOW. You answer my questions correctly. Do exactly as I tell you. And with correct answer your penance shall be pardoned. Give me your plans for my son’s defeat!” He adamantly demanded, with gritted teeth.

Dayn, struggling on the floor to move. “I know NOTHING!”

Liam, grit his mouth tighter as he applied even more pressure to his back.

“Answer me!”

He forced for more answers.

Dayn, gritting his own teeth in pain.

Tauna went to Liam’s side looked down at Dayn.

“Oh for love of god, for once. Do the right thing. You have the power to stop this NOW!”

Dayn, in agony.

“Give me my rights as descendant to Sir Blackwood, the acknowledgement of his coat of arms of Chivalry Chapel and I will give the answer.”

Pastor Connor taking steps towards them.

“ He is right Tauna. The ownership he is referring to was the very sword belonging to Sir Blackwood. It is true and he has that right to claim it.”

Bren, taking steps after Connor.

“And I know where the sword is.”

Tauna, looking at her father, then her mother, then back to Liam.

Liam, with held stance.

“Right! We will do this the democratic way. You will retrieve your sword then leave this chapel for good. Is that clear?!”

Dayn, no longer struggling.

“You have my solemn oath!”

Trey standing at the door, tipped his head in acknowlegement.”

Liam, taking a lingered look at his younger brother, smirk sly. Taking his foot off Dayn’s back.

Dayn, ever so slowly arose from the floor, straightened out.

Liam gave Dayn a warnful look to his side.

”Right. You’ve always been good at being wise as a serpent. I’m keeping my eye on you. One false move from you, and I’ll stomp so hard on that slithering tail of yours, you will regret it. Is that clear? Now, let’s move into the sanctuary. We have a special guest waiting. Mind your wits. Now move.”

Liam, tauna, trey, connor, bren, began to walk into the foyer room.

Dayn, seeing Devon, taking his sword from Bren hurling his sword at him.

Devon, with sword by his side, parried his sword against his. Dayn lunged back at him regaining once again as he swung his sword at his opponent, with harder gritted teeth.

Devon parried his sword against his opponate’s sword, blocking him.

Dayn, his sword redirects back to himself, the sword piercing into his body. Taking his hand, he touched his side to see his own blood oozing from his body. Looks at Tauna as estranged,then falls to the the floor.

Tauna, Liam, Seeing his fate before them, sprawls like a slithering snake, into the chancery, pulls himself up just enough to see the imaged face depiction of Sir John Drake, placed his hand of oath upon the effigy with heavy breath as hinged upon it.

“ I have come In the name of Sir Blackwood. I have reclaimed my rightful honor as his descendant. Even if with my last breath. In the name of my ancestor, Sir Blackwood, I now declare my rightful coat of arms of Chivalry chapel.”

In heavy breath, he smiles slyly in victory, then falls to the floor into his own demise.

Devon, gripping his sword in victory.

Trey, liam, standing valiant to the end. Connor, Bren, Tauna in closure.