Before sitting on the throne, she addressed her court.
“Thank you so much for your hard work but this is only the beginning. To have a successful kingdom we must work together and persevere. I know together we can rebuild Willshire and make this the best kingdom ever.”
They all approved.
“By the end of the week, I will appoint my Knights, Advisors and Staff, again thank you all so much!” Amelia ended.
As she sat John Lloyd approached her.
“My Queen, may I speak?” He asked.
“Of course you can Sir John Lloyd.” Amelia replied.
“To welcome you to Willshire, I have a special gift for you, my grace.” John Lloyd announced.
“Oh my dear sir, that was not necessary.” Amelia replied.
As she replied, two guards accompanied a shackled Thomas into the room.
“I found this man trespassing. He claims to be King Thomas of Landford.” John Lloyd said.
Amelia immediately began trembling. She looked over at Guillaume.
“Sir John Lloyd, return him to the dungeon please.” Guillaume commanded.
“It is fine, Guillaume.” Amelia whispered.
Amelia could not contain herself. Tears started streaming down her face. The anger at seeing Thomas was overwhelming. She slowly stood up.
“King Thomas of Landford, what do you have to say to the charges brought against you?” Amelia shouted.
“David was a traitor, he received what he deserved.” Thomas answered.
“Is that all?” Amelia asked.
Thomas looked at her and replied, “That’s all!”
The guard pushed him to the floor.
“Show respect for your queen.” The Guard said.
“She is NOT my queen!” Thomas shouted.
The guard hit him.
“ENOUGH!” Amelia shouted.
She slowly walked up to Thomas.
He looked up at her. “Thomas, I sentence you to death for taking the life of our brother. As the sun rises two days, on the third day, your head will be mine.” Amelia commanded.
“WHAT! You cannot do that!” Thomas replied.
The guard restrained him.
“Yes I can! Please take him away!” Amelia said as she walked away.
The room remained in silence.
She walked over and addressed John Lloyd.
“You will be paid handsomely for the capture of the fugitive. I will bestow upon you one of this kingdoms highest honors, Sir John Lloyd.” Amelia said.
John Lloyd bowed before her.
Greyson approached Amelia.
“You have had a long trip, my Queen, go rest while dinner is made. Lady Melanie will escort you to your quarters.” Greyson suggested.
Amelia nodded.
Guillaume kissed Amelia on the forehead.
“I’ll be there as soon as I can, I must meet with Greyson.” Guillaume said.
“I do not trust Thomas being here, Amelia is terrified of him.” Guillaume said.
“She will be well protected.” Greyson assured.
“No is well protected when it comes to Thomas, he killed his own flesh and blood, twice.” Guillaume argued. “I will assign the best Knights to protect you both.” Greyson replied.
“I am not worried about myself, I can take Thomas on. I am worried about Amelia’s well-being.” Guillaume responded.
“She will be fine, Guillaume. She is stronger than you think.” Greyson said.
Rodger and John Lloyd began assigning guards.
Down in the dungeons, King Paul boasted about how his Knight were mixed in between Willshire’s guards and they would avenge him. Thomas became interested in King Paul’s words.
“How true are your words?” Thomas asked.
King Paul leaned over against the bars and whispered “One of my elite Knights, Sir Omaur is among them.”
Thomas nodded and whispered “Oh is he? And which one is he?”
“I am not telling you.” King Paul mumbled.
“Cause you are a crazy drunk liar.” Thomas replied.
“I speak with truth.” King Paul answered.
“Then tell me. I will not share it.” Thomas said convincingly.
“Tall, one eyed ogre.” King Paul revealed.
“There are a hundred men that look like that.” Thomas said.
“Not missing their two middle fingers.” King Paul said.
Thomas looked at him unimpressed.
“I cut them off myself” King Paul added.
Thomas walked away.
He was not sure if King Paul’s word were factual or was it a made up story by a drunk. Either way Thomas stayed on the lookout for that man.
A revolt had begun in Schillingburg. Thomas had imprisoned King Erich and forgot about him. Schillingburg was left to disintegrate. With all the uprising in other kingdoms, the chaos became
widespread. The situation was so critical that the townspeople invaded Schillingburg castle and to their surprise found it abandoned. King Erich and his imprisoned soldiers had escaped.
Greyson was doing his rounds when he came upon Omaur in a dark hallway. For some reason Greyson felt he knew this man but he didn’t know from where. As he passed him he looked directly at his face. Omaur looked away as to hide his features. When Greyson reached the end of the hall, he remembered where he knew him from, he was the man who killed Guillaume’s mother in St. Vangaltier.
He quickly turned around and yelled “Halt!” Omaur was far down the passageway.
“I command you to stop!” Greyson yelled.
Omaur took off running into the dungeons. As Greyson ran after him, he ran past Guillaume.
“It’s a breach! One of King Paul’s Knights has entered the castle and is in our dungeon.” Greyson yelled.
Guillaume ran after him to help.
Upon entering the dungeons they could see Thomas was not in his cell, as Guillaume got closer he saw Omaur lying on the floor.
Guillaume drew his sword.
Omaur laughed.
“You must be Sir Guillaume?” Omaur asked.
“Your mother was very proud of you, she told me as I slowly sliced her open.” Omaur added.
Guillaume raised his sword and swung it at Omaur. He rolled on the floor because he could get his footing. Guillaume swung again and this time caught Omaur at the neck. Blood gushed out. Guillaume turned away as Omaur drowned in his own blood. He raised his sword as to hit him again but stopped.
“I think letting you suffer satisfies me.” Guillaume said.
In a split second, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion. Guillaume could see Greyson swinging his sword and hitting every target.
Suddenly he said to himself “Amelia”. He starts running towards their quarters. From afar he could see the room door is ajar.
“AMELIA!!!” He yells.
As he enters, Thomas has his back to him. Thomas suddenly falls. Amelia is standing there covered in blood, holding David’s sword. She then falls and Guillaume runs to her. He grabs her and hugs her tight. She is shaking like a leaf. John Lloyd and Greyson appear at the door.
“Is the Queen fine?” John Lloyd asks.
Guillaume nods.
Greyson enters and walks up to Thomas who is still alive.
“Help me, I am your King.” Thomas gurgles. Greyson advances towards him.
“God rest your soul, my King.” Greyson says as he pierces Thomas heart with his own dagger.
Amelia closes her eyes and yelps. Guillaume holds her closer.
“Amelia, you are cut.” Guillaume discovers. He picks her up and places her on the bed.
“Let me see, where you are bleeding from.” Greyson said.
“I see it, just a small nick on my Queen’s shoulder. I will get the doctor.” John Lloyd replies.
“Amelia, your brother Paul was also killed in the scuffle, just thought you should be aware.” Greyson whispers.
She nods and closes her eyes.
Days passed and all in Willshire had become tranquil once again. It seemed as if life was returning to normal. After all the wars, the kingdoms were finally coinciding. But it seemed too tranquil for most. Amelia’s long-awaited coronation and wedding was finally upon us. She had waited to be united to Guillaume so long and the town wanted to make their Queen legitimate. Amelia sat in her room, in her beautiful gown, out the window she can see everyone arriving. She was so excited. She heard a soft tapping at her door. She turned as the door opened slowly.
“Remember me? Do not bother to scream, there is no one alive to help you.” King Erich said as he stood in the doorway.