Chapter 3
Twanria was down in the courtyard picking flowers when Lord William came upon her. He just stared at her as she picked some roses from the rose patch. Twanria placed the roses into her wicker basket as she went from patch to patch. From the distance of the window you could see Twanria's mother, Kimberly, whose eyes were as gentle and soft as a cloud. Kimberly loved the way the way her daughter's milky brown skin reflected off the sun and accentuated her brown eyes. Her burgundy dress and white blouse gave the pure essence of hope with her long hair that blew across her face. Lord William adored Twanria as if she were his own. He gave her all that she needed or ever wanted and she always thanked him graciously with a gentle smile. At her young age of 17 Twanria possessed the body of an elegant princess with the entire upbringing. After her father was murdered by the knights of this land. Lord William was leading the charge on Twanria's village and killed all men and first born sons if families didn't pay property taxes. At the time Twanria's mother and father were poor peasants, but Twnaria's father was part of a small elite force to take down Lord William's army. Lord William knew of this elite force and charged Twanria's hut himself to take her father prisoner but when he arrived on the hut he found Twanria and her mother lying in front of a lifeless body that had an arrow sticking out of its chest. Twanria looked at Lord William with tears streaming down her face and ran at him in a fury. She pounded on his chest plate but she fell to the ground crying in horror of what had happened to her father. After that day Twanria never forgave Lord William for what his knights did to her father and her village.
Through the kindness of Lord William he allowed Twanria and Kimberly to stay residence in his palace never to be harmed again. Twanria just sneers and makes rude faces at Lord William every time he walks by but he doesn't scold her because of his grief from that faithful day. Lord William excused himself from the garden and Twanria to go meet with his political advisor. When finally Lord William was gone Twanria began to cry because she felt ashamed of taking such harsh ways with her Lord. Though he killed her father Twanria always felt that his hospitality was his way of showing her family compassion for his crime. By this time Twanria learned many skills from the palace servants. Lord William made sure that if she were to live there she was well educated in all the arts. She learned archery from the castle knights and she learned schooling from the castle advisors. The incident that happened to her father was one year ago in a couple of days and since that event Twanria had learned many skills and became a mastered archer. Twanria decided she wanted to learn more about the decisions in the castle so she decided to follow Lord William and watch from a far.
Twanria knew much about politics but she never tried to interfere with decisions in the land. She took her seat in a chair that was placed behind a long ivory post for decoration. With her ears wired on the conversation she listened carefully.
"Lord William." called a man entering through the castle dining room, "I have some bad news. I've received word that an army is going to march through the land pillaging and battling to take control of the land."
"Why is this such a big concern?" asked William
The servant replied, "This army is being led by the destroyer Steven."
"Steven is one of my heaviest warriors," stated William, "I enlisted him to fight on our side. He is supposed to be a double agent like many of my warriors, but I did not tell him to march on my land. This is mutiny."
"My lord, should I tell the troops to get ready for battle?" asked the servant.
"No you need not yet." William responded," I believe that he lead them away from our land."
The servant nodded his head then walked away in subtle silence. Twanria was shocked at the calm nature of Lord William. Her opinion of him was as if he was a tyrant, but he did protect the land with intelligent maneuvers. She walked away unnoticed to travel the land to see the opinions of those in the land. She put on her gold silk cloak and was off in no time. Twanria was not permitted to leave the castle under her mother's orders, but she usually found ways to sneak out. Twanria choose to climb out of her chamber window because there were vines that stretched the length of the castle wall wrapped in a wooden holder.
Everyone in the town revered and envied her for her vast luck by getting to live in the castle but most had known her since childhood and knew she would be humble about it. Every child throughout the many villages in the land knew Twanria because she would smile at the as she walked by. A kind soul waiting for any challenge is how they thought of Twanria. Twanria approached the village where many wars had taken place. The town looked almost as it did before the wars, plague and famine. Everyone in the town waved from their windows as she walked by. Twanria waved back in the same way. Some children came up to her while she walked in the dusty road. They handed her lilies and roses that they picked from their mother gardens. Twanria smelled the flowers and smiled. The children ran away giggling at their good deed and Twanria continued on her way.
Twanria came across a vast meadow that a house stood in the center. She knew the people who lived there by stories and gossip but never actually met them. The cottage name on the mailbox said, "Manbeck". She didn't know if she would go inside to ask questions about the war but it couldn't hurt. She approached the front door and herd screams coming from inside. A women as if going through childbirth. She decided that this wasn't the best time so she walked away up the hill. Suddenly a man came running out of the house and waved to her. A scrawny looking man but you could tell he was a worker. Twanria rushed up to him to get a better look, to she if she knew him.
"My name is Richard mam". Richard said smiling as he always did.
"My name is Twanria." She explained, "I came to tell all about the coming war, but I heard you were busy so I left the door."
"I sawed you walkin by the window when you came up" he explained, "I thoughts you was just a shadow so I came and see."
"May I ask what's all that screaming going on in there?" She asked, embarrassed about the question.
"My moms given birth to my new baby brother or sister." he explained, "You know mam you'se real pretty close up and not in that there window to the left."
Twanria blushed at the question, "Thank you Richard. You're not to bad looking your self. You should find yourself a fine wife someday."
"So you'se saying you want to marry me Ms. Twanria." Richard stated, "I don't knows bout that cuz we barely just met. I'll go ask my momma. I hope she says yes though."
"I don't want to marry you." Twanria said while rolling her eyes, "I was saying that you look good enough to get married. Your a simple working boy aren't you Richard?"
"I don't believe that I am simple Ms. Twanria." Richard replied, "I just think I didn't get nough schoolin. My dad died when I was 6 and I only gots one year of schooling. I had to stop school to help my momma. But I guess that makes me simple done it."
Twanria feeling ashamed for the question felt she had to apologize, "Sorry Richard I didn't know. I guess I can't relate since I never had to do much work in my life."
"That's okay you didn't know." said Richard smiling, "Ms. Twanria do you want to come inside, I'm sure my mom would love to meet such a beautiful girl."
Twanria nodded her head they walked toward the door. Richard put up his arm and Twanria grabbed on even with musty smell of dirt and sweat. She felt it kind to do so after the conversation. She was nervous about going in while his mom was giving birth but she didn't want to be rude. With in moments they were inside with all the other people.
Twanria was down in the courtyard picking flowers when Lord William came upon her. He just stared at her as she picked some roses from the rose patch. Twanria placed the roses into her wicker basket as she went from patch to patch. From the distance of the window you could see Twanria's mother, Kimberly, whose eyes were as gentle and soft as a cloud. Kimberly loved the way the way her daughter's milky brown skin reflected off the sun and accentuated her brown eyes. Her burgundy dress and white blouse gave the pure essence of hope with her long hair that blew across her face. Lord William adored Twanria as if she were his own. He gave her all that she needed or ever wanted and she always thanked him graciously with a gentle smile. At her young age of 17 Twanria possessed the body of an elegant princess with the entire upbringing. After her father was murdered by the knights of this land. Lord William was leading the charge on Twanria's village and killed all men and first born sons if families didn't pay property taxes. At the time Twanria's mother and father were poor peasants, but Twnaria's father was part of a small elite force to take down Lord William's army. Lord William knew of this elite force and charged Twanria's hut himself to take her father prisoner but when he arrived on the hut he found Twanria and her mother lying in front of a lifeless body that had an arrow sticking out of its chest. Twanria looked at Lord William with tears streaming down her face and ran at him in a fury. She pounded on his chest plate but she fell to the ground crying in horror of what had happened to her father. After that day Twanria never forgave Lord William for what his knights did to her father and her village.
Through the kindness of Lord William he allowed Twanria and Kimberly to stay residence in his palace never to be harmed again. Twanria just sneers and makes rude faces at Lord William every time he walks by but he doesn't scold her because of his grief from that faithful day. Lord William excused himself from the garden and Twanria to go meet with his political advisor. When finally Lord William was gone Twanria began to cry because she felt ashamed of taking such harsh ways with her Lord. Though he killed her father Twanria always felt that his hospitality was his way of showing her family compassion for his crime. By this time Twanria learned many skills from the palace servants. Lord William made sure that if she were to live there she was well educated in all the arts. She learned archery from the castle knights and she learned schooling from the castle advisors. The incident that happened to her father was one year ago in a couple of days and since that event Twanria had learned many skills and became a mastered archer. Twanria decided she wanted to learn more about the decisions in the castle so she decided to follow Lord William and watch from a far.
Twanria knew much about politics but she never tried to interfere with decisions in the land. She took her seat in a chair that was placed behind a long ivory post for decoration. With her ears wired on the conversation she listened carefully.
"Lord William." called a man entering through the castle dining room, "I have some bad news. I've received word that an army is going to march through the land pillaging and battling to take control of the land."
"Why is this such a big concern?" asked William
The servant replied, "This army is being led by the destroyer Steven."
"Steven is one of my heaviest warriors," stated William, "I enlisted him to fight on our side. He is supposed to be a double agent like many of my warriors, but I did not tell him to march on my land. This is mutiny."
"My lord, should I tell the troops to get ready for battle?" asked the servant.
"No you need not yet." William responded," I believe that he lead them away from our land."
The servant nodded his head then walked away in subtle silence. Twanria was shocked at the calm nature of Lord William. Her opinion of him was as if he was a tyrant, but he did protect the land with intelligent maneuvers. She walked away unnoticed to travel the land to see the opinions of those in the land. She put on her gold silk cloak and was off in no time. Twanria was not permitted to leave the castle under her mother's orders, but she usually found ways to sneak out. Twanria choose to climb out of her chamber window because there were vines that stretched the length of the castle wall wrapped in a wooden holder.
Everyone in the town revered and envied her for her vast luck by getting to live in the castle but most had known her since childhood and knew she would be humble about it. Every child throughout the many villages in the land knew Twanria because she would smile at the as she walked by. A kind soul waiting for any challenge is how they thought of Twanria. Twanria approached the village where many wars had taken place. The town looked almost as it did before the wars, plague and famine. Everyone in the town waved from their windows as she walked by. Twanria waved back in the same way. Some children came up to her while she walked in the dusty road. They handed her lilies and roses that they picked from their mother gardens. Twanria smelled the flowers and smiled. The children ran away giggling at their good deed and Twanria continued on her way.
Twanria came across a vast meadow that a house stood in the center. She knew the people who lived there by stories and gossip but never actually met them. The cottage name on the mailbox said, "Manbeck". She didn't know if she would go inside to ask questions about the war but it couldn't hurt. She approached the front door and herd screams coming from inside. A women as if going through childbirth. She decided that this wasn't the best time so she walked away up the hill. Suddenly a man came running out of the house and waved to her. A scrawny looking man but you could tell he was a worker. Twanria rushed up to him to get a better look, to she if she knew him.
"My name is Richard mam". Richard said smiling as he always did.
"My name is Twanria." She explained, "I came to tell all about the coming war, but I heard you were busy so I left the door."
"I sawed you walkin by the window when you came up" he explained, "I thoughts you was just a shadow so I came and see."
"May I ask what's all that screaming going on in there?" She asked, embarrassed about the question.
"My moms given birth to my new baby brother or sister." he explained, "You know mam you'se real pretty close up and not in that there window to the left."
Twanria blushed at the question, "Thank you Richard. You're not to bad looking your self. You should find yourself a fine wife someday."
"So you'se saying you want to marry me Ms. Twanria." Richard stated, "I don't knows bout that cuz we barely just met. I'll go ask my momma. I hope she says yes though."
"I don't want to marry you." Twanria said while rolling her eyes, "I was saying that you look good enough to get married. Your a simple working boy aren't you Richard?"
"I don't believe that I am simple Ms. Twanria." Richard replied, "I just think I didn't get nough schoolin. My dad died when I was 6 and I only gots one year of schooling. I had to stop school to help my momma. But I guess that makes me simple done it."
Twanria feeling ashamed for the question felt she had to apologize, "Sorry Richard I didn't know. I guess I can't relate since I never had to do much work in my life."
"That's okay you didn't know." said Richard smiling, "Ms. Twanria do you want to come inside, I'm sure my mom would love to meet such a beautiful girl."
Twanria nodded her head they walked toward the door. Richard put up his arm and Twanria grabbed on even with musty smell of dirt and sweat. She felt it kind to do so after the conversation. She was nervous about going in while his mom was giving birth but she didn't want to be rude. With in moments they were inside with all the other people.