Author's note: I wont deny that my story is somewhat inspired on Tolkien's
fabulous literature, yet the Hirmas/ Grima Wormtongue bit is a coincidence.
I didn't intentionally nick that part, in fact, I wouldn't dream of doing
anything like that. The resemblence between Hirmas and Grima will soon
disappear.
Furthermore I apologise for leaving the story untouched for so long. I have been fairly busy with school with no time to write anything at all. Also the reason why I write such short chapters, because I simply don't have the time to write anything longer. As soon as I finish something, anything at all, I tend to publish it. Enough apologising, on with the story!! (
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Dear Rohan,
It seems an eterntity since I last saw you and Deirdre. How is married life treating you? Unlike anything you could ever imagine I'm sure. So much has happened in the last few weeks, so forgive me if I don't tell you everything. You know about my resendment towards the quill, so therefor I am inviting you to Simrach castle as soon as you can find the time. I am very happy to tell you that I have, after all, found my closest family. Well then, I will torture you no longer and tell you the entire tale. To start at the day I arrived at Simrach.
After a nauseating journey (I now understand why I'm the knight of earth, not water) Garrett and I arrived in the Red Bay. We were welcomed there by ten soldiers carrying the yellow and green Simrach banners. I wasn't suprised to see the deer from my pendant portrayed on it. A pompous man with a big grey furcoat gave us a long and boresome speech in his monotone voice, about how honored he was to welcome us on the island, I didn't really pay any attention to it, and finally we were guided to our horses. I'm telling you Rohan, Simrach resembles Kells in each and every way! The great rocky shores, the endless marshes, the green wide fields.. While heading towards the castle I saw the same villages, the same trees, the same people as I had known all my life. Needless to say I felt right at home.
When the castle came in view I couldn't withhold a gasp; unlike the scenery this wasn't like anything I had ever seen before. The walls seemed to be made of black and white shining marble, not like the rough fortresses of Temra and Kells. The gate itself was incrafted with small pictures of knights and dragons. I could've spend a day just staring at the small statues that seemed to represent the history of Simrach. I promised myself I would be going for another peek soon, but untill now I'm afraid I haven't done so.
We entered through the huge gate and instead of a courtyard we stepped right into a great dark hall. Rows of soldiers were standing alongside the walls and as we passed they all lifted their spears. Rohan I felt like I was treated like royalty! Granted, Garrett was walking next me and yes, he is of royal blood, but still! A welcome like this I had never experienced at Kells castle! When we reached the end of the hall we were guided through another few sets of halls, all of which were hung with gold and coper shields, and great rugs with pictures of great old battles on them.
Finally we seemed to have reached the end of the hallways because the soldiers who were walking in front of us halted and lined themselves up to let us pass. We now entered the throneroom. Needless to say that this too was unlike anything I had ever seen before. A room four times the size of Kells's throneroom, and everything except for the throne was made of white marble. Great white statues of kings of old, the great fireplaces, everything besides the chandeleers which seemed to be made of bright silver.
Ah but Rohan, enough about the castle itself. You must think that all I did was look at the fine crafts of Simrach! I am now reaching a key moment of this smart letter so brace yourself!
On the throne sat a man, about my age, and a fair lady stood beside him. Unmistakingly these were the king and queen of Simrach. As I approached the throne and bowed down the king first shook hands with Garrett but when he looked at me he did not grab my hand. Instead his eyes widened and he was staring at my chest. Afraid that I had done something wrong without noticing it I stared at the same place the king was staring at. To my shock my pendant was hanging over my tunic. I tried to grab it and hide it but the king was faster. He took it in his palm and touched the gem. He asked me where I got it, and I replied that it had been mine all my life. He reached for the chain around his neck and showed me a pendant of his own. I couldn't believe my eyes; it was the same pendant but than bearing the missing half of my stone!
An investigation soon pointed out that I might be related to the king himself, Cian! Cathbad might know the story, but 25 years ago Cian and his twinbrother, no suprise named Angus, were born. Unfortunately his mother, or really my mother, died giving birth but she gave us the pendants before she died. Then when the plague started in Simrach my father send me to Kells. Though a storm sinked the ship and they thought I was dead. I must've made it and drifted in my crib to the shore for Elaenir to find me. Quite an adventure for a baby and very hard to believe. That's why there is still an investigation at hand, lead by Hirmas who seems very cynical about my return ('my return', how funny does that sound when I don't even remember ever being here), though Cian and his wife Skye seem convinced that I am the missing prince..
I cannot describe to you Rohan how relieved and glad I felt. Everything seemed to have fallen into place, all the missing pieces of my life. I'm not a worthless thief after all..
Life these past few weeks has been grand. I have been sleeping in a real bed and have enjoyed countless of steaming hot baths. A new wardrobe was appointed to me, along with several duties. The people of Simrach haven't been notified of my return yet, it's too soon for that. There have been dozens of new people intervering with me, how to walk, talk, dress and act. They don't know me but they seem to know what's best for me. They never leave me at peace but yet I feel very much alone.. There is no cheer in this castle, no laughter. Unlike this beautiful palace might make you believe, none here are truely happy. I do not know why, though I intend to find out soon. Fortunately Garrett is here, but he also seems occupied with strategic royal bussiness.. But when he's not too busy, we have an ale together and remember the good times when we were all Mystic Knights.
I bid you Rohan, come visit me! I have so much more to tell you!
All the best,
Angus
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Dear Angus,
How very pleased I am to hear you are doing so very well! What an incredible story Angus! You won't believe me but I knew all along that there was something as big as this destined to happen to you! I hope the crown you're wearing doesn't make your head ache like mine does! However I'm very sad to tell you that I won't be journeying to Simrach very soon. Kells and Temra are still two very different peoples and small battles between the villagers and the farmers keep breaking out. Nothing serious but if the king that is I leaves now things might get worse. Do understand Angus and know that I am with you in my thoughts.
Simrach castle sounds very lovely, but promise me old friend, that you won't steal anything from your own bellongings!
Married life indeed is treating me very well. I'm pleased to tell you that Deirdre is bearing our first child! It is due to be born this summer. A king needs a queen Angus, look out for lovely damsells and ladies in Simrach, I'm sure they're all jumping at the chance of marrying a king as smart and handsome as you are!
I regret that this is the end of my letter, my subjects keep me very busy, as does my wife. May the power of Daghda be with you in these turbulant times.
Rohan
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Second Author's note: nothing is as it seems in this story. Do keep checking for updates and write in your reviews what you think might happen next.
Furthermore I apologise for leaving the story untouched for so long. I have been fairly busy with school with no time to write anything at all. Also the reason why I write such short chapters, because I simply don't have the time to write anything longer. As soon as I finish something, anything at all, I tend to publish it. Enough apologising, on with the story!! (
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Dear Rohan,
It seems an eterntity since I last saw you and Deirdre. How is married life treating you? Unlike anything you could ever imagine I'm sure. So much has happened in the last few weeks, so forgive me if I don't tell you everything. You know about my resendment towards the quill, so therefor I am inviting you to Simrach castle as soon as you can find the time. I am very happy to tell you that I have, after all, found my closest family. Well then, I will torture you no longer and tell you the entire tale. To start at the day I arrived at Simrach.
After a nauseating journey (I now understand why I'm the knight of earth, not water) Garrett and I arrived in the Red Bay. We were welcomed there by ten soldiers carrying the yellow and green Simrach banners. I wasn't suprised to see the deer from my pendant portrayed on it. A pompous man with a big grey furcoat gave us a long and boresome speech in his monotone voice, about how honored he was to welcome us on the island, I didn't really pay any attention to it, and finally we were guided to our horses. I'm telling you Rohan, Simrach resembles Kells in each and every way! The great rocky shores, the endless marshes, the green wide fields.. While heading towards the castle I saw the same villages, the same trees, the same people as I had known all my life. Needless to say I felt right at home.
When the castle came in view I couldn't withhold a gasp; unlike the scenery this wasn't like anything I had ever seen before. The walls seemed to be made of black and white shining marble, not like the rough fortresses of Temra and Kells. The gate itself was incrafted with small pictures of knights and dragons. I could've spend a day just staring at the small statues that seemed to represent the history of Simrach. I promised myself I would be going for another peek soon, but untill now I'm afraid I haven't done so.
We entered through the huge gate and instead of a courtyard we stepped right into a great dark hall. Rows of soldiers were standing alongside the walls and as we passed they all lifted their spears. Rohan I felt like I was treated like royalty! Granted, Garrett was walking next me and yes, he is of royal blood, but still! A welcome like this I had never experienced at Kells castle! When we reached the end of the hall we were guided through another few sets of halls, all of which were hung with gold and coper shields, and great rugs with pictures of great old battles on them.
Finally we seemed to have reached the end of the hallways because the soldiers who were walking in front of us halted and lined themselves up to let us pass. We now entered the throneroom. Needless to say that this too was unlike anything I had ever seen before. A room four times the size of Kells's throneroom, and everything except for the throne was made of white marble. Great white statues of kings of old, the great fireplaces, everything besides the chandeleers which seemed to be made of bright silver.
Ah but Rohan, enough about the castle itself. You must think that all I did was look at the fine crafts of Simrach! I am now reaching a key moment of this smart letter so brace yourself!
On the throne sat a man, about my age, and a fair lady stood beside him. Unmistakingly these were the king and queen of Simrach. As I approached the throne and bowed down the king first shook hands with Garrett but when he looked at me he did not grab my hand. Instead his eyes widened and he was staring at my chest. Afraid that I had done something wrong without noticing it I stared at the same place the king was staring at. To my shock my pendant was hanging over my tunic. I tried to grab it and hide it but the king was faster. He took it in his palm and touched the gem. He asked me where I got it, and I replied that it had been mine all my life. He reached for the chain around his neck and showed me a pendant of his own. I couldn't believe my eyes; it was the same pendant but than bearing the missing half of my stone!
An investigation soon pointed out that I might be related to the king himself, Cian! Cathbad might know the story, but 25 years ago Cian and his twinbrother, no suprise named Angus, were born. Unfortunately his mother, or really my mother, died giving birth but she gave us the pendants before she died. Then when the plague started in Simrach my father send me to Kells. Though a storm sinked the ship and they thought I was dead. I must've made it and drifted in my crib to the shore for Elaenir to find me. Quite an adventure for a baby and very hard to believe. That's why there is still an investigation at hand, lead by Hirmas who seems very cynical about my return ('my return', how funny does that sound when I don't even remember ever being here), though Cian and his wife Skye seem convinced that I am the missing prince..
I cannot describe to you Rohan how relieved and glad I felt. Everything seemed to have fallen into place, all the missing pieces of my life. I'm not a worthless thief after all..
Life these past few weeks has been grand. I have been sleeping in a real bed and have enjoyed countless of steaming hot baths. A new wardrobe was appointed to me, along with several duties. The people of Simrach haven't been notified of my return yet, it's too soon for that. There have been dozens of new people intervering with me, how to walk, talk, dress and act. They don't know me but they seem to know what's best for me. They never leave me at peace but yet I feel very much alone.. There is no cheer in this castle, no laughter. Unlike this beautiful palace might make you believe, none here are truely happy. I do not know why, though I intend to find out soon. Fortunately Garrett is here, but he also seems occupied with strategic royal bussiness.. But when he's not too busy, we have an ale together and remember the good times when we were all Mystic Knights.
I bid you Rohan, come visit me! I have so much more to tell you!
All the best,
Angus
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Dear Angus,
How very pleased I am to hear you are doing so very well! What an incredible story Angus! You won't believe me but I knew all along that there was something as big as this destined to happen to you! I hope the crown you're wearing doesn't make your head ache like mine does! However I'm very sad to tell you that I won't be journeying to Simrach very soon. Kells and Temra are still two very different peoples and small battles between the villagers and the farmers keep breaking out. Nothing serious but if the king that is I leaves now things might get worse. Do understand Angus and know that I am with you in my thoughts.
Simrach castle sounds very lovely, but promise me old friend, that you won't steal anything from your own bellongings!
Married life indeed is treating me very well. I'm pleased to tell you that Deirdre is bearing our first child! It is due to be born this summer. A king needs a queen Angus, look out for lovely damsells and ladies in Simrach, I'm sure they're all jumping at the chance of marrying a king as smart and handsome as you are!
I regret that this is the end of my letter, my subjects keep me very busy, as does my wife. May the power of Daghda be with you in these turbulant times.
Rohan
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Second Author's note: nothing is as it seems in this story. Do keep checking for updates and write in your reviews what you think might happen next.