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|Knight's Knight (standard:drama, 1131 words)|
|Author: Saint Knight||Added: Nov 24 2002||Views/Reads: 1795/1128||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|There are times our Knight is not on his Shining Armor....|
So the threat of mortality was true. There he was, the most invincible knight in shining armor, helpless. Unconscious like an innocent baby sleeping. His divine body was accented with that wound that ran from just below his throat down to his heart. Blood was to conquer that white Irish cloth wrapped on that portion of his being. There was only one thing he remembered amidst his subconsciousness: the faint sensation of that sword that penetrated his skin and isolated him from his medieval necklace holding a holy silver cross. Then his eyes flickered gracefully. His veins danced desperately. His soul was coming back to his body. No, it was not the pain that woke him. It was a distant shout from a perfectly familiar voice. "BROTTHHHERRR....." cried the 17-year-old lad, tired, almost unconscious himself "Where is she? Where is she!!!" he cried, almost shouting. "What happened to you?" he worriedly asked upon seeing his brother tied on a chair. He tried to stand, but pain killed his deadly attempt. "She did this. The Princess dis this.... she.. she.... wanted.. good heavens... she...... she is gone!" explained the lad, obviously uncontented with his young desire to summarize evertything. The knight remained lying, tears in his eyes. No, not because of fear for himself, but for that of his Princess. And then it hit him. He scanned the room where he was nursed by his brother and his girl, and was shocked. His armor was gone. And so was his sword. "She cannot do this! She cannot win revenge for me! She is killing her self!" he shouted. "I have warned you... the princess loves you and she is crazy about it.... I am afraid the king learns about this! Your love is insane! You know from the start that death is the twin of anyone who attempts to have the princess' heart.. and now..... now she's gone...... she is ruining her life to take revenge for you!" his brother said. "She tied me up to prevent me from preventing her... brother, she is insane!" he continued. "I have to go and find her" demanded the knight. "You're killing yourself as well," answered the boy. "God, I am helpless....." he cried. As if an instant answer, an owl, white as snow, entered the cottage through a broken window. A parchment was on its beak. The owl dropped the parchment right on his wound and fled. It was a letter.... all written in blood..... Let love wake you up I am in no better condition than you are love made me do this they captured me god forgive them..... forgive them for.... for raping me The letter was like a knife that stole a kiss from his heart. He is now crying, cursing, going totally insane. He wanted to die at the moment. He wanted too see their kingdom's enemies die in anguish. He wanted them to witness their loved ones being.... being screwed right before their very eyes. He wanted revenge, plainly but sophisticatedly. "What is it?" his brother asked. "A letter." he was still shaky. "I guess it was. Come on, what was written on it?" the boy demanded. "Nothing, nothing of importance" he lied. "My princess is... is... in good hands" His adrenalin helped him gain some strength to stand up and free his brother. "You will be going with me....." he declared. "Where to?" the lad asked, innocently "We will be meeting her." He said with no emotions "But- "You just follow" he interrupted. "She cannot make it here again, the guards of the palace might see her coming here. The king will be angry and we're both dead. Yes- You and me, dead" he continued. The lad helplessly nodded. "We need your horse, she took mine." he explained "He is always ready but-" the boy said "Yes, we cannot use only one horse. Good thing a dear friend asked me to keep his horse two nights ago. He is still there. Go get both of them." the knight said. So off they went..... "to meet" his princess. "Where will she wait?" his brother asked. "St. Peter's" he seriously said. "Oh No......... good heavens!!! It is very dangerous there.... all the enemies are there!" he cried. And then it hit him. "You lied! Click here to read the rest of this story (43 more lines)
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