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~* Chapter 5 *~
The castle halls were cold and gloomy. The knights searched, room by room until they found the hall where the sorcerer and Lady Shalimar stood, ready to be wed. It was a large hall with tall pillars that could hide a grown man.
Sir Brennan stopped for a moment and gazed at Lady Shalimar. She looked like a radiant angel, only more beautiful, if that were possible. *How could I let this vile interloper mar this pure beauty? Lord in Heaven, give me strength to overcome this evil.*
He then turned to the knights and spoke softly. "When I give the command we charge. Sir Hector you take three men and go to the left. Sir Jesse, you take three and go to the right. I will take the remainder of the knights and charge from the center. Go!"
Like they had planned, Sir Hector took his men to the right and Sir Jesse to the left. A moment later, Sir Brennan put his hand on his sword and yelled, "Now men!" They rushed out and surrounded the sorcerer in a semi- circle.
Ashlocke stood in shock for a moment, not knowing how they had gotten there so quickly.
"Sir Brennan!" Lady Shalimar cried with joy. Hope sprung up like a fountain within her when she saw him and the rest of the knights. *He came for me!* She took a step toward him but Ashlocke gripped her arm and roughly pulled her back, holding her in front of him.
As she fell against him, she could feel the scabbard of the dagger at his side. *Do I dare?* Slowly she put her arm behind her and waited for the right moment.
"So, I see you have come to join us on our wedding day. How delightful!"
"Release her, Sorcerer!" Sir Brennan commanded in a strong, determined voice.
"Come, come, now Sir Knight, the lady is mine and shall never again leave my side."
"As long as I have breath in me I will not leave her to be seduced by your evil."
Seeing the obvious admiration of the knight, Ashlocke taunted him by brushing Lady Shalimar's hair back and kissing her slender neck. As Lady Shalimar closed her eyes and cringed, Sir Brennan, now enraged, lifted his sword and moved to attack. Faithfully following their leader, the other knights did the same.
Amused at the audacity of the knights, Ashlocke spun Lady Shalimar out of his hold and pushed her behind him. Seeing her chance, as he was distracted, she swiftly grasped the hilt of the dagger before she was pushed from his side. Quickly concealing it behind her, she waited for the right moment at which to strike.
Objects seemed to bounce off Sir Jesse as he deflected the things that the sorcerer was magically throwing. Sir Brennan brought up his sword to strike the sorcerer, but he was mysteriously thrown back against a column. He fell to the marble floor and let out a cry of pain. After lying there for a moment to recover himself, Sir Brennan jumped back into the fight.
Great relief filled Lady Shalimar when she saw Sir Brennan rise and start fighting again. Two knights had died bravely during the fight so far. Lady Shalimar stood back and watched as the sorcerer took the knights down one by one, praying that no more would be fatally wounded. She still hadn't gotten her chance to strike at him.
In a cloud of dark whirling smoke the sorcerer summoned a great black dragon. Its wings were black with dark purple vanes running through them and it had jaws of enormous size. Fire came from its mouth and nostrils as it roared with anger.
All the knights that were still conscious stood in shock. They charged on the new enemy and fought with all their strength. It was no use though, the beast clawed the knights with its sharp talons and whipped them with its spiked tail.
Within the next ten minutes all were unconscious or dead except Sir Brennan and Sir Jesse. Even though they were wounded they refused to give up, Sir Jesse because of his promise to Lady Emma and Sir Brennan because of his love for the Lady Shalimar.
Sir Jesse lifted his sward and stabbed the dragon in the hind claw. It let out a horrifying sound and hit him with its tail. Sir Jesse was sent flying into one of the marble columns and then fell to the floor.
Sir Brennan looked away for but a moment at Sir Jesse's motionless form, unfortunately that moment was all the dragon needed to make his next attack. It swung and pinned Sir Brennan to the wall with its large front claw. The one claw covered Sir Brennan's entire chest. He let out a cry as the creature dug its talon deep into his shoulder.
The sorcerer smiled and reached his hand out. A bewitched spear came from the wall and hovered in the air. "Now you die!" Ashlocke put one hand over his head as if to throw something and then magically sent the spear flying toward Sir Brennan's head.
~* Chapter 5 *~
The castle halls were cold and gloomy. The knights searched, room by room until they found the hall where the sorcerer and Lady Shalimar stood, ready to be wed. It was a large hall with tall pillars that could hide a grown man.
Sir Brennan stopped for a moment and gazed at Lady Shalimar. She looked like a radiant angel, only more beautiful, if that were possible. *How could I let this vile interloper mar this pure beauty? Lord in Heaven, give me strength to overcome this evil.*
He then turned to the knights and spoke softly. "When I give the command we charge. Sir Hector you take three men and go to the left. Sir Jesse, you take three and go to the right. I will take the remainder of the knights and charge from the center. Go!"
Like they had planned, Sir Hector took his men to the right and Sir Jesse to the left. A moment later, Sir Brennan put his hand on his sword and yelled, "Now men!" They rushed out and surrounded the sorcerer in a semi- circle.
Ashlocke stood in shock for a moment, not knowing how they had gotten there so quickly.
"Sir Brennan!" Lady Shalimar cried with joy. Hope sprung up like a fountain within her when she saw him and the rest of the knights. *He came for me!* She took a step toward him but Ashlocke gripped her arm and roughly pulled her back, holding her in front of him.
As she fell against him, she could feel the scabbard of the dagger at his side. *Do I dare?* Slowly she put her arm behind her and waited for the right moment.
"So, I see you have come to join us on our wedding day. How delightful!"
"Release her, Sorcerer!" Sir Brennan commanded in a strong, determined voice.
"Come, come, now Sir Knight, the lady is mine and shall never again leave my side."
"As long as I have breath in me I will not leave her to be seduced by your evil."
Seeing the obvious admiration of the knight, Ashlocke taunted him by brushing Lady Shalimar's hair back and kissing her slender neck. As Lady Shalimar closed her eyes and cringed, Sir Brennan, now enraged, lifted his sword and moved to attack. Faithfully following their leader, the other knights did the same.
Amused at the audacity of the knights, Ashlocke spun Lady Shalimar out of his hold and pushed her behind him. Seeing her chance, as he was distracted, she swiftly grasped the hilt of the dagger before she was pushed from his side. Quickly concealing it behind her, she waited for the right moment at which to strike.
Objects seemed to bounce off Sir Jesse as he deflected the things that the sorcerer was magically throwing. Sir Brennan brought up his sword to strike the sorcerer, but he was mysteriously thrown back against a column. He fell to the marble floor and let out a cry of pain. After lying there for a moment to recover himself, Sir Brennan jumped back into the fight.
Great relief filled Lady Shalimar when she saw Sir Brennan rise and start fighting again. Two knights had died bravely during the fight so far. Lady Shalimar stood back and watched as the sorcerer took the knights down one by one, praying that no more would be fatally wounded. She still hadn't gotten her chance to strike at him.
In a cloud of dark whirling smoke the sorcerer summoned a great black dragon. Its wings were black with dark purple vanes running through them and it had jaws of enormous size. Fire came from its mouth and nostrils as it roared with anger.
All the knights that were still conscious stood in shock. They charged on the new enemy and fought with all their strength. It was no use though, the beast clawed the knights with its sharp talons and whipped them with its spiked tail.
Within the next ten minutes all were unconscious or dead except Sir Brennan and Sir Jesse. Even though they were wounded they refused to give up, Sir Jesse because of his promise to Lady Emma and Sir Brennan because of his love for the Lady Shalimar.
Sir Jesse lifted his sward and stabbed the dragon in the hind claw. It let out a horrifying sound and hit him with its tail. Sir Jesse was sent flying into one of the marble columns and then fell to the floor.
Sir Brennan looked away for but a moment at Sir Jesse's motionless form, unfortunately that moment was all the dragon needed to make his next attack. It swung and pinned Sir Brennan to the wall with its large front claw. The one claw covered Sir Brennan's entire chest. He let out a cry as the creature dug its talon deep into his shoulder.
The sorcerer smiled and reached his hand out. A bewitched spear came from the wall and hovered in the air. "Now you die!" Ashlocke put one hand over his head as if to throw something and then magically sent the spear flying toward Sir Brennan's head.