[Please read a wasted night - part Four before reading this]
A wasted knight – part Five – Rejection and creation
The
young knight was gaining his strength back and while the Raevac talked,
he began to plan how he might escape. However, it was obvious that the
Raevac was not stupid, or inattentive. The knight would have to plan
his escape far beyond the first move or getting away. He continued to
think through his options.
"The sad story of a Raevac is that we
were once Guardians of the Diplomat. We are the ones who where set free
from service for one reason or anther. Set free to wonder the world
alone…"
The young prince piped up, perhaps a little hastily "Why
alone? You said there were always two Guardians for every diplomat.
Aren't you meant to even be married to the other Guardian? Where is
your wife?"
Quietly the Raevac moved along the pillar it was on,
then spoke very softly, almost a whisper which was rather hard for the
young prince to hear.
"Foolish child… use that head of yours and
think about this for a moment. Why would a guardian who is so committed
that they serve one diplomat their whole lives, suddenly turn away from
the person they love the most? Why would you think that a Guardian who
is taught the highest levels of integrity, honour, loyalty, dedication
possibly consider ever going out alone? Young prince, ill assume that
you are still coming to you senses after the battle and wound you have
received, but hear me on this. A Raevac would never give up or leave.
You remember that, as long as you live."
It dawned on the knight
that something must have happened to the Raevacs wife, and what
happened to her was obviously death or the Raevac would still be
fighting to set her free, or she would be here. The knight felt very…
"And
why do you assume I am a man, that my wife would not be here?" grinned
the Raevac, who until this point had its hood pulled low over its face.
The Raevac pulled the hood back to reveal the face of a weathered, but
pretty female face.
The knight was indeed surprised but then
realised that he should not have been. If both Guardians where as
formidable as each other and the myths portrayed, then a female
Guardian this could indeed be. He said nothing and tried to keep his
thoughts off his face.
"I was once a Guardian and yes I once had
a husband who was everything to me. Strong, compassionate, and
dedicated to the cause and to me. I love him and miss him and will
forever…"
The Raevac just trailed off as she thought about her Husband Guardian.
"You
see the way a Guardian team worked with a diplomat was very formal.
Women would travel in a carriage and men would ride on horse back. It's
the royal, formal way of doing things and that is very important in
these situations.
In this instance we were actually travelling
with two diplomats and their guardians with particularly sensitive
orders. When ever the king had something of incredible import that he
could not be present for, he sent two diplomats and their associated
guardians. Sort of double the wisdom and double the protection.
The
location we were to travel to was a costal city and there were only two
passages in and out. This made the city easy to defend but also risky
to visit, hence the extra protection. The king we were to visit had
been hostile and threatening all sorts of things. The diplomats where
being sent to ease the situation and find out exactly what was wrong.
We
Guardians spent a long time trying to ascertain the best route to enter
the city. After a lot of scouting we found no presence of a threat
along the coastal roads, and so proceeded into the city. It was then,
however, that we realised the threat was inside the city. As the gates
opened to the city on our arrival, a large party of horsemen wearing
foreign armour rode out to meet us. The coat of arms was not that which
we were expecting and it became apparent that something had gone very
wrong in this city.
Diplomacy is always the first choice of a
Guardian but soon talking turned out to be useless. The horsemen became
hostile and insisted that we let the diplomats be taken without a
fight, when we obviously refused a full fight ensued. Several of the
horsemen split the guardians down the middle and drove the carriage
which had the female diplomats, the other female guardian and myself in
it. That was the last I saw of my husband… I watched carefully out the
window as the carriage careered away from the fight. We were flanked by
several of the horsemen. The fight looked terribly fierce and hopeless.
It was clear the horsemen were warriors' and well prepared for the
attack.
Our carriage was taken to an awaiting ship where we were
sent away and held captive for a very long time. I can only assume that
a ransom was asked because one day the prison we were held in was
liberated by the army with King Gyidon himself at the forefront.
We
were taken back to the kingdom and given rest for several months.
During this time we learned that none of the men had survived from the
fight outside the city. Evidently they had fought for a long time and
struck down many of the horsemen. It appeared that it was an arrow
which ended the lives of the Guardians, not the sword. It would be my
guess that the horsemen could not kill them at close range with the
honour the guardians and diplomats deserved, and would have pulled back
to allow a shower or arrows to take the lives of such challenging foes.
King
Gyidon released the women diplomats from serve as they could no longer
serve as just the female halves. They were offered positions in the
King's court for the rest of their days. The King also set us Guardians
free and offered a very comfortable live as a King's guard. But I could
never serve in the palace for the rest of my days. I will always need
to be outside and fighting in the mud. The palace life was not
something I could accept. So I was set free with the palace gates
always open behind me for when I will return. The name they give to us
that travel the country side now is that of Raevac. We are not in the
kings service, but are forever searching for those who could be"
The
prince had forgotten about his plan to escape and had become very
interested. "What do you mean searching for those that could be?"
Posted on
Tue, December 1, 2009
by Hayden Sanders
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