Okay, I kind of had to put this story off for a while because I was busy, but here it is, another chapter for all you loyal readers! It's all for you, you and you alone.
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A Family Affair
ch. 6
The city before him was unlike anything he had ever seen. Everywhere people crowded the streets, tall buildings enclosed the light above him as he walked further and further down the street.
This was something new to Remy, the smells, the noise, the people, the laughter, it was all something that he had yet been exposed to. Sure his father was the King of France, but Remy was never allowed to leave his father's kingdom, for fear of some awful terror could happen to a young prince. Only a simple promise of travel when he was 'old' enough voiced itself for a false hope of that day to come.
Evidently it never came. So Remy would travel these lands himself, he decided. At that moment it all became clear. He could travel the lands, find his destination, his purpose in life. This was it. He could go anywhere he wanted and do anything he wanted and there would be no father, no royal guards, no one to stop him from living the lands of the world.
He collected what supplies he needed the Remy LeBeau way, he stole them. Out of the town he hitched a ride on a supply wagon that was conveniently heading towards the sea. There he would start his journey to another country. A new beginning of his life.
Lady Marie awoke, startled at first by the new, unfamiliar surroundings. Then a man emerged from the chair next to her. She recognized him almost immediately. "King Charles. How…how did I get here?" she asked.
He smiled, his all to familiar warm smile. Lady Marie couldn't help but smile in return. "Sir Logan, my head guard, found you. You passed out from exhaustion. Might I asked, my child, what were you running from?" he asked, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"I," she began, trying to remember herself. Then it struck her. "My father! He was…he was," her breath becoming short, "Someone killed him. And Lord Lensherr, he planned it. I heard him. I remember waking after the man that killed my father knocked me unconscious, Lord Lensherr he saved my life from that man and I woke sometime later and overheard Lord Lensherr talking to the man that killed my father about," she stopped, relistening to her memories of the conversation she heard.
"Lord Lensherr, he said his name was Creed, the man that killed my father. Yes! It was Creed," she stopped, but would have been interrupted by Sir Logan's voice near the door.
"Creed! Are you sure?" he asked, eyeing her suspiciously.
She looked at Sir Logan, surprised by the new visitor. She nodded quickly. "I remember. He was tall and mean looking. And he had a gruff, deep voice. I'll never be able to forget that face and that voice," she said, shivering.
"I propose we investigate this unfortunate situation," King Charles stated, looking at Sir Logan.
With a wide eyed warning Sir Logan nodded in disapproval. "Sorry, my king, but Creed is a very dangerous man. I will not allow you to place yourself in that kind of danger. I will go investigate this incident myself."
"If you plan to go without me, then I want you to take a group of guards with you. There's no sense in you going completely by yourself," King Charles declared, standing to face Sir Logan.
"As you wish. But this ordeal with Creed…," he made a low growl, "I have some personal business to attend with him," Sir Logan said, and left.
Next chapter up will be super fun. Well if I ever get to it!! As always PLEASE review!!
Disclaimer:
DO NOT OWN. NOT MINE!
A Family Affair
ch. 6
The city before him was unlike anything he had ever seen. Everywhere people crowded the streets, tall buildings enclosed the light above him as he walked further and further down the street.
This was something new to Remy, the smells, the noise, the people, the laughter, it was all something that he had yet been exposed to. Sure his father was the King of France, but Remy was never allowed to leave his father's kingdom, for fear of some awful terror could happen to a young prince. Only a simple promise of travel when he was 'old' enough voiced itself for a false hope of that day to come.
Evidently it never came. So Remy would travel these lands himself, he decided. At that moment it all became clear. He could travel the lands, find his destination, his purpose in life. This was it. He could go anywhere he wanted and do anything he wanted and there would be no father, no royal guards, no one to stop him from living the lands of the world.
He collected what supplies he needed the Remy LeBeau way, he stole them. Out of the town he hitched a ride on a supply wagon that was conveniently heading towards the sea. There he would start his journey to another country. A new beginning of his life.
Lady Marie awoke, startled at first by the new, unfamiliar surroundings. Then a man emerged from the chair next to her. She recognized him almost immediately. "King Charles. How…how did I get here?" she asked.
He smiled, his all to familiar warm smile. Lady Marie couldn't help but smile in return. "Sir Logan, my head guard, found you. You passed out from exhaustion. Might I asked, my child, what were you running from?" he asked, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder.
"I," she began, trying to remember herself. Then it struck her. "My father! He was…he was," her breath becoming short, "Someone killed him. And Lord Lensherr, he planned it. I heard him. I remember waking after the man that killed my father knocked me unconscious, Lord Lensherr he saved my life from that man and I woke sometime later and overheard Lord Lensherr talking to the man that killed my father about," she stopped, relistening to her memories of the conversation she heard.
"Lord Lensherr, he said his name was Creed, the man that killed my father. Yes! It was Creed," she stopped, but would have been interrupted by Sir Logan's voice near the door.
"Creed! Are you sure?" he asked, eyeing her suspiciously.
She looked at Sir Logan, surprised by the new visitor. She nodded quickly. "I remember. He was tall and mean looking. And he had a gruff, deep voice. I'll never be able to forget that face and that voice," she said, shivering.
"I propose we investigate this unfortunate situation," King Charles stated, looking at Sir Logan.
With a wide eyed warning Sir Logan nodded in disapproval. "Sorry, my king, but Creed is a very dangerous man. I will not allow you to place yourself in that kind of danger. I will go investigate this incident myself."
"If you plan to go without me, then I want you to take a group of guards with you. There's no sense in you going completely by yourself," King Charles declared, standing to face Sir Logan.
"As you wish. But this ordeal with Creed…," he made a low growl, "I have some personal business to attend with him," Sir Logan said, and left.
Next chapter up will be super fun. Well if I ever get to it!! As always PLEASE review!!