7.
Gareth was summoned to the
village, soon after the incident. He was to meet the Queen herself, and dressed
up in his best tunic and leggings. His mother who was most concerned kept on
asking him why would the Queen want to see him, but he claimed no knowledge of
it. He soon rode to the village and was met by Alan who was to escort him in.
He had never approached the village as it was heavily guarded, and sharpened
stakes was laid out before the palisades that surround the village. Queen
Clarity had no castle of her own and preferred to live in the campsites or
village which is near to the battle field. It was one of the qualities of her
which motivated the army to fight for her.
They rode past the palisades
and then into the village itself. All the houses have been commanded over and
converted into army units from supplies to homes for the knights. It was also
rumored that she paid well in compensation and had none of the villagers harmed
in any manner. Gareth saw the scores of guards; both armed and unarmed watching
him as he rode to the central of the village. There was another set of
palisades which surrounded the village head home, then commanded to be the
Queen's home. There was a four warrior detail guarding the main entrance of the
palisades. Both the riders dismounted, and Alan walked in past the guards.
Gareth was to follow suit when the guards stopped him.
"Handover your weapons.
Everything including the needle in the tunic, if any." The gruff looking
guard told him. Gareth handed over his weapons and then was allowed in to the
inner Courtyard as mentioned by the Guard. He was escorted by another guard,
and made to wait there. Soon Queen Clarity arrived to meet him with the man
whom he had saved. The other was dressed in a plain tunic and leather leggings
with no signs of the injury.
"My Queen." Gareth
bowed to her, but she wished him to be himself.
"Please be you, Gareth
of Steinheim. I am ever grateful to you for saving ...Michael here." Queen
Clarity point to the man standing by her side. "He had been a good friend
and was careless to be shot."
"I hoped he is well, my
Queen." Gareth looked to the man he had saved. Michael had no expression
but that of a blank one.
"He does not speak much,
Gareth." Queen Clarity defended her servant. "But he is loyal and
fearless."
"Are you one, Gareth of
Steinheim?" Queen Clarity asked of him. The question took Gareth back as
his focus earlier was on the man named Michael. He had heard of the man wolves,
but never did he ever stumble on any.
"Yes, my Queen. Only to
you, my Queen." Gareth replied once he had regained his composure.
"Then kill him for
me." Queen Clarity asked of him. He was momentarily stunned but Michael
had leap on him. The jump push Gareth back to the ground, and he rolled over
before the other fist could slam his face. Gareth got up on his knees and
looked at the other man, who was changing into its other self.
"Michael, not
here." Queen Clarity spoke up. Michael heeded the command of his mistress,
and stood up. He then picked the dagger from the back of his waist. He faced
Gareth who had stepped back to allow for more fighting space. He rushed at
Gareth who side stepped and chopped his right hand on the extended arm of the
other. The blow by Gareth was hard, but Michael hardly felt it, and swung the dagger
back at Gareth.
Gareth had seen that attack
and fell back on his own instinct. He pushed him back with his arms and crawl
further back on his haunches. He hit an obstacle and looked at it. It was a
piece of wood that was the length of a short sword. He grabbed it and swung it
like a baton. Michael saw the new threat, and changed his fighting stance. He
turned the dagger to face inward towards him, and was to attack when the Queen
stopped him.
"Enough!" Queen
Clarity gave the command. "This is not to my expectation."
"I was expecting him to
fight more but he was defending himself. He lack...." Queen Clarity was
interrupted by the arrival of Lin Denham.
"Ferocity of the
wolves?" Lin added to the Queen' words. "No, he is more ...Man, and
had a code of attack."
"Yes, I know."
Queen Clarity replied. "I had seen that in the last three years. They
fight so much unlike the ...others."
"Clare," Lin had
learned to address her as that over the time they had been together. "They
are not like Alan or Michael. Your ....guards are distinct, but I had lived
my...younger years with them. They are the guards I knew."
Lin nodded to the Queen. He
had learned that the Queen or then the Princess had lived a normal life as a
peasant but with some unique protector. King Egan did not banished her as it
was seen by the others, but placed her to live with his most trusted warrior
besides Lin Denham. Helene Kelley was a werewolf who owed her life to the King.
He had saved her from a mortal wound, inflicted by him in a hunt. He had her
healed by the old wizard in the forest, and had secured her loyalty. When his
Queen was with him, he had her protected by Helene, while he was away. He had
many mortal and immortal enemies like wizards and witches, and needed one like
Helene to assist him.
When his Queen was carrying
the child in her, King Egan consulted the old wizard for advice.
"She would carry a twin.
One would be a boy and the other a girl. One would be your savior of the lands.
The other would destroy it."
"Which one? I had waited
for years for them. Now you tell me, I am too cursed to choose one."
"The choice is yours.
But heed my words, one would save the other." The old witch told him. King
Egan nodded. He decided that he would do the needed then.
On the day of his wife
births, he had decided. He then told Helene to take the girl and be away from
the castle.
"Raise her and protect
her." King Egan told the lady. "If Lin Denham comes over, heed his
words."
Helene did as she was asked,
and with the help of Alan Bates, she kept her promise for fourteen years then.
But she could not protect the child with only one warrior; she called on the
others to help her. They included the wolves from her pack, but she also
imposed a condition; the child remains untouched by the Clan. That was also her
King' wishes. None of the wolves were to get near to her. But it was not to
work, as with her pet cub then, Clare liked to run in the forest. Soon she came
to the contact with the Clan.
Helene learned of this, and
confronted the Clan. It was Alan who consoled her.
"Helene, she cannot
avoid her own journey. She would be part of the Clan if she was to stay here.
More to that, they could protect her better if she was part of the Clan."
Alan was telling the truth to Helene. He was not a werewolf but a follower of
their Clan. He hunts the other creatures, and assists in protecting the Clan
from other huntsmen at times. Helene consented to her care to join the Clan,
but she was to hide it from the King.
That approach made her life
in the forest, bearable with the wolves as her friends. But there were other
predators that would harass her but soon she learned to protect herself. She
learned fast on the ways of the forest, and soon settled into it.
The only threat she always
faced was Man. They may come into the forest intentionally to hunt or passing
through it, but it was still a threat for her. There were occasions where
unknown to her, Alan had intercepted and chased them off. Or at times, removed
them with more extreme means. He was lucky until that day he came rushing to
the house and let Lin Denham in.
"I came to see you
today, Clare. The war is over. Lord Falstof had asked for a truce. He would
receive our conditions for the truce." Lin Denham told the Queen.
"You are the Queen now."
Queen Clarity looked to the
warrior who had guided her from the house in the forest to this victory. She
then spoke up.
"No, I would be Princess
Clarity again. The King of this land would be still Bannion but he would rule
with me at his side."
"As you command, my
Princess." Lin Denham excused himself to meet the guards. The so named
Princess Clarity looked to the two guards before her.
"Both of you would
joined me with Alan and Helene, as my personal guards. You would be my mentor
on how Man think and act." Princess Clarity told him.
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