Memories
Finally the third part to this story! Thank you for the wonderful reviews. I'm so happy it's Christmas break. I finally have the time to type some more of this story. I hope you didn't think I was giving up on this story, I just got so busy towards the end of the semester with finals and basketball games that I couldn't find the time to do this. Thank you again for understanding. I changed the way I typed this to a more formal type writing. This chapter's still in flashback mode. Enjoy!
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Memories
Chapter 3: Dinner and Moonlight Conversations
The dining hall was all in an up roar. King Allfire had received a very important letter in the mail that day. It was from the Duke of Arrington! It was an invitation to a party he was throwing in honor of his son's eighteenth birthday. Queen Griddle seemed to think that this was his way of trying to marry off his son and Flame noted the looks that were being thrown her way from her stepmother.
Flame rolled her eyes. If anyone wanted her married more than her stepmother then Flame would to have liked to meet them. She shook her head at the thought of having to eventually marry one of the suitors that her stepmother picked out for her. Truth be told Flame wasn't against marriage in itself not even at her age but she believed that above all else love, not breeding, should be the true base of marriage. And at the moment Flame's heart only belong to the one she could never be with.
Flicker stood by the refreshment table and was there ready to refill the diners cups as needed. He never ate with the knights or the royal family, bad form you know, but he was always there to listen intently to every word and to help fulfill the dining pleasures of every one. When this invitation was mentioned his ears perked up and his eyes fell on Flame. He too knew where this conversation was going. It pained him to know that Queen Griddle would marry off Flame ,at the drop of a hat, to anyone of noble blood as long as it made her look good.
The conversations continued throughout dinner and towards the end Allfire made it clear that they were going to this gala affair. Flicker glanced at Sir Loungealot who was shaking his head at him.
"No, you will not be going this time Flicker. It says noblemen and ladies only and since you are not a knight you shall stay here." Loungealot said before taking the last swig of his wine.
Flicker sighed and looked to Flame for help but noticed her eyes were downcast and that she was looking a little green...er.that is to say, she was looking ill. Flicker picked up the pitcher that contained the wine and began his duty of refilling the goblets with the maroon colored substance. When he got to her he asked her what was wrong.
"I'm feeling a little woozy and lightheaded." Flame whispered while messaging her temples.
Allfire noticed this questioned Flame on her actions.
"It's noting daddy, really, just a headache and some lightheadedness. Nothing to worry about." Flame said in her most sincere voice.
But Allfire was not so easily convinced,
"If it persists call the royal physician and have him determine what is wrong. There have been some awful things going around and the last thing I want is my baby girl sick."
Flame blushed and smiled at her father.
"All right Pa-pa I will"
After dinner everyone retired to their own bedchambers, save two. Flicker stopped Flame in the hall. Flicker had a concerned look in his eyes.
"Flame, what's really the matter. You looked fine before dinner but then after what Queen Griddle said about the party invitation I thought maybe you acted that was to get out of going but then." Flame silenced him by putting a finger to his lips and 'sshh'ing him,
"I thought I might try an act to fool my father and stepmother so I wouldn't have to go but then I started to feel bad for real. I don't know what's wrong yet Flicker but if I still feel like this in the morning I'm going to do what daddy says. It's no use staying here with you if I really am sick, then we couldn't have any fun." she said with a smile.
Flicker smiled warmly at her as she removed her finger from his lips. He sighed and took her hands in his own.
"I just want to make sure your alright. I know it may never be possible for us to be together but that doesn't stop my feelings for you." He said in a whisper before looking down at the ground.
Flame used this moment to step closer to him,
"And what feelings might those be? If I may ask?" she asked coyly and smiled.
Flicker raised his head in a hurry and stopped when they were eye to eye. They're lips were just inches apart. His heart was pounding in his ears.
'This cannot happen.' he thought. 'She's a princess and I'm only a.squire.'
Before either of them could make a move or say anything, an old familiar ringing was heard down the hallway. Flicker glanced towards the sound of the ringing bell and then back at Flame, who was throwing an annoyed look at the empty hallway. Flicker smiled at her then pulled away.
" I have to go. Sir Loungealot. I'm his squire and all." Flicker muttered and mumbled.
Flame sighed and looked up at Flicker. She touched the side of his face and smiled.
"I know, but blast it all, this could've been." her voice trailed off and Flicker gazed down at her again with a questionable look.
Flame stopped herself and looked up at him again,
"Well, goodnight Flicker. Sweet dreams." she said before giving him a kiss on the cheek and walking down to her room. "They're only sweet if they're of you." he whispered to himself before turning and going to do what he did best. Squire for Sir Loungealot.
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I know This one's really sappy at the end don't you think? I'm sorta happy with the way this turned out sorta not. I'm building up to the biggest part of the story which will probably be the 4th and 5th chapters. Oh just so you know Arrington is a real place. I doubt if it ever had a Duke but I don't know. If you live in England and know the history maybe you can tell me. But Arrington, Cambrigeshire England is a real place. Sorry if any historical stuff isn't right but the cartoon wasn't right with a lot of the stuff they did in it. Well anyway it's 2:16 in the morning and I need sleep so see ya. Peace out.
Josie B.
Finally the third part to this story! Thank you for the wonderful reviews. I'm so happy it's Christmas break. I finally have the time to type some more of this story. I hope you didn't think I was giving up on this story, I just got so busy towards the end of the semester with finals and basketball games that I couldn't find the time to do this. Thank you again for understanding. I changed the way I typed this to a more formal type writing. This chapter's still in flashback mode. Enjoy!
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Memories
Chapter 3: Dinner and Moonlight Conversations
The dining hall was all in an up roar. King Allfire had received a very important letter in the mail that day. It was from the Duke of Arrington! It was an invitation to a party he was throwing in honor of his son's eighteenth birthday. Queen Griddle seemed to think that this was his way of trying to marry off his son and Flame noted the looks that were being thrown her way from her stepmother.
Flame rolled her eyes. If anyone wanted her married more than her stepmother then Flame would to have liked to meet them. She shook her head at the thought of having to eventually marry one of the suitors that her stepmother picked out for her. Truth be told Flame wasn't against marriage in itself not even at her age but she believed that above all else love, not breeding, should be the true base of marriage. And at the moment Flame's heart only belong to the one she could never be with.
Flicker stood by the refreshment table and was there ready to refill the diners cups as needed. He never ate with the knights or the royal family, bad form you know, but he was always there to listen intently to every word and to help fulfill the dining pleasures of every one. When this invitation was mentioned his ears perked up and his eyes fell on Flame. He too knew where this conversation was going. It pained him to know that Queen Griddle would marry off Flame ,at the drop of a hat, to anyone of noble blood as long as it made her look good.
The conversations continued throughout dinner and towards the end Allfire made it clear that they were going to this gala affair. Flicker glanced at Sir Loungealot who was shaking his head at him.
"No, you will not be going this time Flicker. It says noblemen and ladies only and since you are not a knight you shall stay here." Loungealot said before taking the last swig of his wine.
Flicker sighed and looked to Flame for help but noticed her eyes were downcast and that she was looking a little green...er.that is to say, she was looking ill. Flicker picked up the pitcher that contained the wine and began his duty of refilling the goblets with the maroon colored substance. When he got to her he asked her what was wrong.
"I'm feeling a little woozy and lightheaded." Flame whispered while messaging her temples.
Allfire noticed this questioned Flame on her actions.
"It's noting daddy, really, just a headache and some lightheadedness. Nothing to worry about." Flame said in her most sincere voice.
But Allfire was not so easily convinced,
"If it persists call the royal physician and have him determine what is wrong. There have been some awful things going around and the last thing I want is my baby girl sick."
Flame blushed and smiled at her father.
"All right Pa-pa I will"
After dinner everyone retired to their own bedchambers, save two. Flicker stopped Flame in the hall. Flicker had a concerned look in his eyes.
"Flame, what's really the matter. You looked fine before dinner but then after what Queen Griddle said about the party invitation I thought maybe you acted that was to get out of going but then." Flame silenced him by putting a finger to his lips and 'sshh'ing him,
"I thought I might try an act to fool my father and stepmother so I wouldn't have to go but then I started to feel bad for real. I don't know what's wrong yet Flicker but if I still feel like this in the morning I'm going to do what daddy says. It's no use staying here with you if I really am sick, then we couldn't have any fun." she said with a smile.
Flicker smiled warmly at her as she removed her finger from his lips. He sighed and took her hands in his own.
"I just want to make sure your alright. I know it may never be possible for us to be together but that doesn't stop my feelings for you." He said in a whisper before looking down at the ground.
Flame used this moment to step closer to him,
"And what feelings might those be? If I may ask?" she asked coyly and smiled.
Flicker raised his head in a hurry and stopped when they were eye to eye. They're lips were just inches apart. His heart was pounding in his ears.
'This cannot happen.' he thought. 'She's a princess and I'm only a.squire.'
Before either of them could make a move or say anything, an old familiar ringing was heard down the hallway. Flicker glanced towards the sound of the ringing bell and then back at Flame, who was throwing an annoyed look at the empty hallway. Flicker smiled at her then pulled away.
" I have to go. Sir Loungealot. I'm his squire and all." Flicker muttered and mumbled.
Flame sighed and looked up at Flicker. She touched the side of his face and smiled.
"I know, but blast it all, this could've been." her voice trailed off and Flicker gazed down at her again with a questionable look.
Flame stopped herself and looked up at him again,
"Well, goodnight Flicker. Sweet dreams." she said before giving him a kiss on the cheek and walking down to her room. "They're only sweet if they're of you." he whispered to himself before turning and going to do what he did best. Squire for Sir Loungealot.
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I know This one's really sappy at the end don't you think? I'm sorta happy with the way this turned out sorta not. I'm building up to the biggest part of the story which will probably be the 4th and 5th chapters. Oh just so you know Arrington is a real place. I doubt if it ever had a Duke but I don't know. If you live in England and know the history maybe you can tell me. But Arrington, Cambrigeshire England is a real place. Sorry if any historical stuff isn't right but the cartoon wasn't right with a lot of the stuff they did in it. Well anyway it's 2:16 in the morning and I need sleep so see ya. Peace out.
Josie B.