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"What do you mean that Angus isn't coming?" Deirdre angrily greeted when Rohan delivered the bad news. "My father is not going to be happy about this!"
"I told him and well we had an argument and Angus took off," Rohan replied, as he twisted the story a bit.
"Just great now it's the time for you two to argue," Deirdre replied as she paced back in forth in the courtyard.
"Let me see if I can find him," Ivar suggested, feeling that he must try and do something.
"I have settled many disagreements in the past. I could also probably find him easily too."
Deirdre sighed. "That may be a good idea. But right now we don't have the time. We might as well go without Angus."
Reluctantly the three friends began to assemble down in the throne room. "Where's Angus?" the king greeted.
"We could not get him to come," Rohan answered. "It's along story."
The king frowned. "Very well. Then I shall have to hear this later."
"My majesty, Sir Morgan is here," introduced one of the Kells's guards.
The guard stepped a way and a man dressed in black armor stepped forward. He carried with him his helmet. Rohan gasped. Much to his surprise this man resembled Angus very much. He had black hair, which was shabby do to travel He even wore a red headband to keep his hair out of his face. His eyes even held the same merriment.
At the same time Angus rushed into the throne room. He didn't appear to be in a good mood. Angus quickly apologized for his tardiness and then stood beside Rohan. Rohan nodded his acknowledgement while Deirdre gave him a disapproving look. Ivar appeared to be relieved that all seemed to be running smoothly.
The king smiled. "It has been along time, Morgan. I am glad to see that you are safely back in Kells," the king greeted.
"For along time my heart has yearned for the home land yet I knew that it was important to achieve this goal. My efforts weren't wasted for now we have a new ally," Morgan replied as he bowed.
"It is a shame we did not have our ally indeed the need of time, for now Temera is united with Kells. Queen Meave has been defeated. We would not have been able to accomplish this task with out the help of the Mystic Knights."
"The Mystic Knights?" Morgan repeated with awe. "I had always thought they were but a legendary story."
The king laughed. "That was what I believed at one time, but we were both wrong. The Mystic Knights are standing before you," he replied. "We have Rohan also known as the Draganta and prince of Temera. He is also Cathad's apprentice. We have Prince Ivar who has traveled far from his homeland and has aided us in many battles. We have my daughter Princess Deirdre, and Angus of Kells. We also have Prince Garrett, who is away on some business right now."
"Did I hear Prince of Temera?" Morgan asked, his expression one filled with wonderment.
"Indeed. He is Queen Meave's son. We did not find that out until later, but Rohan has always been one of our best warriors and has never failed to come to our aid. He is a trust worthy friend as you have been, Morgan," the king answered.
Rohan shifted around having grown uneasy with the king's compliments. He knew the king meant well, but he didn't think it was fair to signal him out when the entire team had helped him. He also didn't like the mention that he was prince of Temera. He wasn't ready to give that information out yet. Next time him; Angus had stepped back into the shadows. He could tell that Angus wasn't happy one bit.
"I also see that young princess Deirdre has grown into a strong and beautiful young woman since I had last seen her," Morgan commented. Deirdre blushed at the comment.
"Come, Morgan, why don't you and I take a walk around our village and catch up on the times while you have been gone?" the king asked.
"I would be interested to see what has happened while I was gone," Morgan answered.
The king stood up and then walked alongside Morgan as they left the throne room, after dismissing everyone.
*****
"I see you changed your mind, Angus," Rohan commented.
"I didn't want nothing to do with this, but I knew that if I didn't arrive I would be in big trouble and that's just what I needed for him to see," Angus muttered.
"You know, Angus, you look a lot alike Sir Morgan," Deirdre commented after giving a quick study of Angus's appearance.
"That isn't the best topic right now, Deirdre..." Rohan cut in trying to stop an argument from coming.
Angus glared up at Deirdre. "So this was the important thing that I had to be here for? This was a waste of my time. I could care less if I looked like him," he angrily commented and left the room.
"What was that about?" Ivar asked, puzzled by the sudden outburst.
"Mind explaining?" Deirdre asked.
Rohan paced back and forth. He really didn't want to give away Angus's secret. It wasn't his job to do so, but he had a feeling that Angus was never going to tell either and that the situation would grow worse if he didn't. "When I went to talk to Angus, he told me that Sir Morgan was his father. I didn't believe him, for well it seemed such an unlikely story. Angus had told me that Sir Morgan hardly acknowledged his existence. Which was what didn't make sense for you had described him of a kind and generous man."
"What Angus is saying is true," Cathad interrupted as he stepped into the throne room. All three turned to face the druid. "Angus is indeed, Sir Morgan's son. I didn't believe it myself. I had always assumed him to be a street orphan like Rohan was or so we had thought. Before the day that Sir Morgan had left for his quest he had stopped by my chambers. He was very disturbed at the time. There he explained to me that Angus was his son and that he Angus couldn't be mentioned to anyone. For Sir Morgan was ashamed."
"Why should he be ashamed?" Deirdre asked. "I don't see anything wrong with this."
"There is more to this then that, Deirdre. Sir Morgan had fallen in love with a woman during his previous quest. Together they had created a child. Only then did Sir Morgan find out that the mother of his child was an evil sorceress. Shamed of the act he had commented Sir Morgan had taken his child to Kells. He was afraid to tell the king about the child in fear of being exiled. Before he left on his quest he came to tell asking me to keep an eye on him and so that he doesn't get in trouble and so that his mother doesn't come for him."
"Yet, he just ignores his own son?" Deirdre asked, still not ready to believe all this.
"Unfortunately he continues to pretend that Angus doesn't exist. That I don't approve of one bit. It is the very reason why I didn't take him in myself when I took you in, Rohan. I wanted Sir Morgan to assume his responsibility as father. Angus looks up to his father more then anything and if Morgan continues this path he will loose Angus's love and respect. That could bring many problems."
"But why are you teaching me your job then?" Rohan questioned. "I would think that Angus would be best if his mother is a sorceress."
"So he has an excuse to play with my powders and cause more destruction?" Cathad commented. "No I fear that if I had trained him that his mother would indeed come for him and twist him around so that he would be against us."
"Who is this sorceress?" Ivar asked.
"I don't know, Sir Morgan didn't tell me," Cathad replied, "Although I fear that she has some major plot to play in the future. Peace is still not here, yet I am afraid."
"I'm going to see if I can find Angus," Rohan commented and left the room. His mind was turmoil as he tried to put together all the news he just found out. Rohan had thought that he knew Angus pretty well. They had been best friends since they were children. Angus had never mentioned anything about his past or about his parents. Rohan never bothered to ask, respecting his wish. Although he often wondered.
*****
After all these years, Morgan couldn't believe it. His son was still here and not only that he was a Mystic Knight. Still the king did not know. He wondered how long would he be able to hold on to this secret.
Night had fallen long ago since his arrival home. He sat outside in the courtyard, taking in the beauty of the surroundings dwindling of the thoughts that have been bothering him for some time.
"Surprised, father that I am still here?" Angus greeted in a barely audible tone. Quietly he stepped in to the courtyard. His eyes were full of sorrow and anger. "Did you know that I used to wait every day for you to return by that wall? Slowly as the days became years I began to give up hope that you would ever return. I find it ironic that you arrive on the day you had left me."
"Angus, please try to understand. My thoughts have always been of home and of you. My heart had rejoiced when I saw the beauty of Kells," Morgan replied as he studied his son.
"How long do you intend to keep this secret? For years I wondered why you despised me. I couldn't figure out what I had done wrong to not earn your love and respect. Did you know that I wanted to be like a knight just like you the legendary warrior of Kells? I was surprised when I became Mystic Knight. One of the first thoughts I had was you. I wondered if you would finally be proud of me.
Naturally everyone respects Rohan more. He is the Draganta and the warrior that you were. Yet, Rohan is my best friend. He is someone I had looked up to who could be someone that I could not be. He had also reminded me of you. At the same time he wasn't like you. At least he wasn't ashamed of me for what I do or who I am. He respects me. I guess that you probably wished that Rohan was your son.
For years I always wondered what I had done to make you hate me so much. The only thing I wanted was your respect and love. I then figured it out what this was all about. I overheard what Cathad was saying to the rest of my team. I kind of wished that I never knew. For now I just lost all the respect I ever had of you," Angus stated.
Silently Morgan watched his son leave.
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*****
"What do you mean that Angus isn't coming?" Deirdre angrily greeted when Rohan delivered the bad news. "My father is not going to be happy about this!"
"I told him and well we had an argument and Angus took off," Rohan replied, as he twisted the story a bit.
"Just great now it's the time for you two to argue," Deirdre replied as she paced back in forth in the courtyard.
"Let me see if I can find him," Ivar suggested, feeling that he must try and do something.
"I have settled many disagreements in the past. I could also probably find him easily too."
Deirdre sighed. "That may be a good idea. But right now we don't have the time. We might as well go without Angus."
Reluctantly the three friends began to assemble down in the throne room. "Where's Angus?" the king greeted.
"We could not get him to come," Rohan answered. "It's along story."
The king frowned. "Very well. Then I shall have to hear this later."
"My majesty, Sir Morgan is here," introduced one of the Kells's guards.
The guard stepped a way and a man dressed in black armor stepped forward. He carried with him his helmet. Rohan gasped. Much to his surprise this man resembled Angus very much. He had black hair, which was shabby do to travel He even wore a red headband to keep his hair out of his face. His eyes even held the same merriment.
At the same time Angus rushed into the throne room. He didn't appear to be in a good mood. Angus quickly apologized for his tardiness and then stood beside Rohan. Rohan nodded his acknowledgement while Deirdre gave him a disapproving look. Ivar appeared to be relieved that all seemed to be running smoothly.
The king smiled. "It has been along time, Morgan. I am glad to see that you are safely back in Kells," the king greeted.
"For along time my heart has yearned for the home land yet I knew that it was important to achieve this goal. My efforts weren't wasted for now we have a new ally," Morgan replied as he bowed.
"It is a shame we did not have our ally indeed the need of time, for now Temera is united with Kells. Queen Meave has been defeated. We would not have been able to accomplish this task with out the help of the Mystic Knights."
"The Mystic Knights?" Morgan repeated with awe. "I had always thought they were but a legendary story."
The king laughed. "That was what I believed at one time, but we were both wrong. The Mystic Knights are standing before you," he replied. "We have Rohan also known as the Draganta and prince of Temera. He is also Cathad's apprentice. We have Prince Ivar who has traveled far from his homeland and has aided us in many battles. We have my daughter Princess Deirdre, and Angus of Kells. We also have Prince Garrett, who is away on some business right now."
"Did I hear Prince of Temera?" Morgan asked, his expression one filled with wonderment.
"Indeed. He is Queen Meave's son. We did not find that out until later, but Rohan has always been one of our best warriors and has never failed to come to our aid. He is a trust worthy friend as you have been, Morgan," the king answered.
Rohan shifted around having grown uneasy with the king's compliments. He knew the king meant well, but he didn't think it was fair to signal him out when the entire team had helped him. He also didn't like the mention that he was prince of Temera. He wasn't ready to give that information out yet. Next time him; Angus had stepped back into the shadows. He could tell that Angus wasn't happy one bit.
"I also see that young princess Deirdre has grown into a strong and beautiful young woman since I had last seen her," Morgan commented. Deirdre blushed at the comment.
"Come, Morgan, why don't you and I take a walk around our village and catch up on the times while you have been gone?" the king asked.
"I would be interested to see what has happened while I was gone," Morgan answered.
The king stood up and then walked alongside Morgan as they left the throne room, after dismissing everyone.
*****
"I see you changed your mind, Angus," Rohan commented.
"I didn't want nothing to do with this, but I knew that if I didn't arrive I would be in big trouble and that's just what I needed for him to see," Angus muttered.
"You know, Angus, you look a lot alike Sir Morgan," Deirdre commented after giving a quick study of Angus's appearance.
"That isn't the best topic right now, Deirdre..." Rohan cut in trying to stop an argument from coming.
Angus glared up at Deirdre. "So this was the important thing that I had to be here for? This was a waste of my time. I could care less if I looked like him," he angrily commented and left the room.
"What was that about?" Ivar asked, puzzled by the sudden outburst.
"Mind explaining?" Deirdre asked.
Rohan paced back and forth. He really didn't want to give away Angus's secret. It wasn't his job to do so, but he had a feeling that Angus was never going to tell either and that the situation would grow worse if he didn't. "When I went to talk to Angus, he told me that Sir Morgan was his father. I didn't believe him, for well it seemed such an unlikely story. Angus had told me that Sir Morgan hardly acknowledged his existence. Which was what didn't make sense for you had described him of a kind and generous man."
"What Angus is saying is true," Cathad interrupted as he stepped into the throne room. All three turned to face the druid. "Angus is indeed, Sir Morgan's son. I didn't believe it myself. I had always assumed him to be a street orphan like Rohan was or so we had thought. Before the day that Sir Morgan had left for his quest he had stopped by my chambers. He was very disturbed at the time. There he explained to me that Angus was his son and that he Angus couldn't be mentioned to anyone. For Sir Morgan was ashamed."
"Why should he be ashamed?" Deirdre asked. "I don't see anything wrong with this."
"There is more to this then that, Deirdre. Sir Morgan had fallen in love with a woman during his previous quest. Together they had created a child. Only then did Sir Morgan find out that the mother of his child was an evil sorceress. Shamed of the act he had commented Sir Morgan had taken his child to Kells. He was afraid to tell the king about the child in fear of being exiled. Before he left on his quest he came to tell asking me to keep an eye on him and so that he doesn't get in trouble and so that his mother doesn't come for him."
"Yet, he just ignores his own son?" Deirdre asked, still not ready to believe all this.
"Unfortunately he continues to pretend that Angus doesn't exist. That I don't approve of one bit. It is the very reason why I didn't take him in myself when I took you in, Rohan. I wanted Sir Morgan to assume his responsibility as father. Angus looks up to his father more then anything and if Morgan continues this path he will loose Angus's love and respect. That could bring many problems."
"But why are you teaching me your job then?" Rohan questioned. "I would think that Angus would be best if his mother is a sorceress."
"So he has an excuse to play with my powders and cause more destruction?" Cathad commented. "No I fear that if I had trained him that his mother would indeed come for him and twist him around so that he would be against us."
"Who is this sorceress?" Ivar asked.
"I don't know, Sir Morgan didn't tell me," Cathad replied, "Although I fear that she has some major plot to play in the future. Peace is still not here, yet I am afraid."
"I'm going to see if I can find Angus," Rohan commented and left the room. His mind was turmoil as he tried to put together all the news he just found out. Rohan had thought that he knew Angus pretty well. They had been best friends since they were children. Angus had never mentioned anything about his past or about his parents. Rohan never bothered to ask, respecting his wish. Although he often wondered.
*****
After all these years, Morgan couldn't believe it. His son was still here and not only that he was a Mystic Knight. Still the king did not know. He wondered how long would he be able to hold on to this secret.
Night had fallen long ago since his arrival home. He sat outside in the courtyard, taking in the beauty of the surroundings dwindling of the thoughts that have been bothering him for some time.
"Surprised, father that I am still here?" Angus greeted in a barely audible tone. Quietly he stepped in to the courtyard. His eyes were full of sorrow and anger. "Did you know that I used to wait every day for you to return by that wall? Slowly as the days became years I began to give up hope that you would ever return. I find it ironic that you arrive on the day you had left me."
"Angus, please try to understand. My thoughts have always been of home and of you. My heart had rejoiced when I saw the beauty of Kells," Morgan replied as he studied his son.
"How long do you intend to keep this secret? For years I wondered why you despised me. I couldn't figure out what I had done wrong to not earn your love and respect. Did you know that I wanted to be like a knight just like you the legendary warrior of Kells? I was surprised when I became Mystic Knight. One of the first thoughts I had was you. I wondered if you would finally be proud of me.
Naturally everyone respects Rohan more. He is the Draganta and the warrior that you were. Yet, Rohan is my best friend. He is someone I had looked up to who could be someone that I could not be. He had also reminded me of you. At the same time he wasn't like you. At least he wasn't ashamed of me for what I do or who I am. He respects me. I guess that you probably wished that Rohan was your son.
For years I always wondered what I had done to make you hate me so much. The only thing I wanted was your respect and love. I then figured it out what this was all about. I overheard what Cathad was saying to the rest of my team. I kind of wished that I never knew. For now I just lost all the respect I ever had of you," Angus stated.
Silently Morgan watched his son leave.
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