Christopher Smith
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Carrion's smile faltered at Jacobson's suggestion. His cheeks flushed with anger before a tight forced smile reappeared across his face. I saw Carrion's fist tighten toward where he usually found the hilt of his sword. Today, however, he appeared in court weaponless. Probably for the best. "That is an excel...." Princess Alina started but never finished. She was simultaneously silenced on two fronts. Queen Valerie shot Alina a warning glance. It was improper for the Princess to speak during a proposal.…-
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John's eyes stared at Queen Valerie as if she was true north. What a devout subject. His loyalty could not be questioned. His feet seemed planted as if the earth could crumble beneath him and he would still find the resolve to accomplish any task set before him by this Queen and Country. He only seemed to waver to look toward the floor once the Queen's cheeks seem to flush. I could not seem to fathom why he might need to cut off the back of the Petitioner's line. I had never seen such a method used…
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I stood in the council chamber by myself for a moment. I missed the peacefulness of the assignments I generally took on in the wilderness. This was not my idea of fun, however delaying the inevitable was clearly not the solution either. I left the royal wing and proceeded towards the Petitioner's Court. A large crowd was already assembled as I made my way in the back door. I probably should have proceeded to the doorway that led directly behind the dais, but my circuitous route was much more fun. I did…
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Along with the help of my traveling companions, I explained what was seen in the prophecy that the gnomes so graciously showed us. Queen Valerie's brow furrowed upon hearing that sounds were not common in such magical displays. I do not think she liked that piece of information. "You said you were met at the border by only 3 gnomes? Two of which were from the direct royal family?" Queen Valerie inquired. "Yes, Your Majesty," I replied. Not sure what that part had to do with anything, but I answered…
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I fell asleep the instant I hit the pillow. Not even Benate's boisterous snoring stirred me. Sadly, during the night I had a vivid dream that left me less than rested. Instead of taking my group of teens to the border to meet with the gnomes, I took a glowing orb with two bright white cores swirling inside it. The gnomes closed their eyes and held their hands like they did when presenting their prophecy. Instead of seeing the prophecy again, my orb floated above them. As the orb floated one of the…
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I momentarily thought about taking up a room in the soldiers barracks inside the castle walls. It was closer and I needed sleep. The idea of Sir Gavin and Sir Balor showing up in the middle of the night because my mother was already tired of their antics is what ultimately drove me toward my brother's home. I ambled through the palace gates toward the familiar path that led to the city market. Benate's home was inherited from his father. I never met the spirited clockmaker. In fact, without his passing…
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The city came into view with a silver moon rising from the horizon illuminating the silhouette. I suppose there are pros and cons to arriving at the castle after nightfall. Alina would not need to worry as much about commoners recognizing her in the streets. After nightfall the streets are typically bare except for patrons of the tavern. In my experience with that clientele, they could swear up and down they saw the Princess the night before and no one would believe them. However, getting the guards…
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My mother does not take no for an answer. At least not from her son. When my mother and Balor returned from their neighborly activities, the great and powerful Lady Evelyn insisted that we all stay for another meal. The other Swordsmen and Queen Valerie were expecting us to be back soon. The only concession my mother allowed me was that my party could leave after a meal so that we would not travel on empty stomachs. I should have known that this concession meant my mother would find the recipes for…
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I eyed Lord Jacobson in confusion. I gave him a moment to collect himself. Talking about our enemy was never easy for him. "What makes you think that this vision has anything to do with the Autarch?" Jacobson squirmed in his chair for a moment. He seemed to want to avoid saying what he noticed. Maybe his claims did not have any reasoning behind them, after all this set of visions was not as clear as the first. Anything we said was simply a guess about the future. "It's okay Jack. Speak your mind. No…
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My mother's face was scrunched tight in an expression I knew all too well. Balor needed to tread carefully with my mother but I doubt he has enough smarts to realize it. "Madam. Do you realize who you just assaulted? Do you know who my father is? My uncle?" Balor sassed toward my savvy mother. "I know exactly who you are. You are the son of arrogance and the nephew of pride because those are the only beings in this world who would proclaim their own importance." My mother said as a matter of fact.…
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