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Schillingburg

 

Meanwhile, The Soldiers from Schillingburg had

invaded and planned to overthrow King Michael of

Willshire.                   

Greyson rode back and forth with news about the

battle.                      

My Soldiers stood strong at the border of Landford

but Thomas was nowhere to be found.        

My heart grew to believe he had been captured by

the enemy or killed.               

So many nonsense casualties.        

I'm not even sure they knew what they were really

fighting for anymore.                   

King Erich of Schillingburg created a battle which

he could not win.                  

He envisioned himself as ruler of all.

 

“Willshire has always been part of Schillingburg; it

was divided because the late King Adam had the

stupendous idea of giving both his sons a

Kingdom.” Said King Erich to his Army.        

 

“Well King Adam has passed and King Michael

does not deserve to run a Kingdom, he has been a

pariah. Luck was bestowed to him when his Father

passed and he has not known how to run his

Kingdom”. He continued.             

“I cannot tolerate this anymore. We will go in,

overthrow and remove him from power.       

If he must be killed, so be it!              

Willshire will once again belong to Schillingburg.”

He demanded.                

The army cheered in agreement.          

He raised his hand as to quiet them down.            

“Go and prepared our borders. At dawn we will

invade.” he finished.

 

In Willshire, all seemed quiet. They did not expect

what was coming. They did not even have their

soldiers truly prepared. I deployed a few of our

soldier to watch over Willshire, in case they

needed help. Thomas rode up and down the

border. He was far off from Landford, which is why

there was no word on him.             

One day on his watch, he saw an unusual sight. He

followed from a distance, a man and a maiden,

who were traveling deep into the woods. Of

course, this was not too strange; the strange part

was that the man looked a lot like David. Thomas

felt since he had been without sleep so long he

was seeing things. But he still followed to get a

better look. He followed them into the forest. After

a short walk, the pair arrived at a cottage. The

cottage Amelia's Father built her as a child.             

“Could it be?” Thomas asked himself.         

The cottage was abandoned and anyone could

have taken refuge there.                 

“I do not think Amelia had ever told David of this

place.” He thought to himself.          

Thomas stood quietly in the forest, trying to get

another view of the man but to no avail.         

He did confirm the maiden was Elizabeth, though.

“Could that be David? But how? David IS dead.”

Thomas questioned himself.                

In a minute, he was turned around and did not

know where he was. He began riding north, or

what he thought was north. His mind was so

confused after this sight that he could not even tell

which direction he was heading. Suddenly in the

distance, he could see soldiers but he did not

recognize them.                

“This must be Schillingburg” he thought to himself.                      

He jumped off his horse and quietly walked to find

an area to rest and hide. As he walked he could not

help but think and try to make his mind

understand what he had just saw.              

“Was it possible? But how?             

He asked himself.              

“Amelia, could she have betrayed me in this

manner?” he whispered out loud.

 

As King Erich prepared his strategy. His soldiers

searched the parameter and lined up to protect

Schillingburg.

 

While aligning the troops, William, King Erich’s

first Officer heard an unusual sound coming from

the forest.                    

He turned to his soldiers and said “I’ll go this way;

the forest seems quite alive tonight”.          

As he ventured in, he could not help but get an

uncomfortable feeling.             

“Who is out there?” he shouted.                     

He could hear cracking of branches but due to the

fog he could not see anything.                

After a few minutes, he turned to make his way

back and he heard a noise again.             

“I hear you. If you were a bear you would have

killed me by now.” He said out loud.      

“Announce yourself or I’ll be forced to protect my

land in the name of King Erich of Schillingburg” he

affirmed.                     

He quickly went and retrieved a few soldiers.

“Men, someone is hiding in our forest, it might be

a silent coup” he said.             

“We must go in and fight for our borders”. He

added as they entered the foggy forest.        

In a matter of seconds, fighting against the

soldiers and Thomas began. He was a very skilled

warrior but one man could not overthrow all of

Schillingburg’s soldiers. He had slain many by the

time Schillingburg overtook him. As the soldiers

apprehended him, William grabbed ahold of his

arm.                      

“I know you” he said.            

“Oh do you?” Snickered Thomas.          

“Yes, you are a Prince. Prince David of Landford, I

am sure of it” William answered.

 

“There you are wrong, my fellow man” Thomas

replied.                      

“No, no I’m correct, you are a Prince, and I know

you. I have seen you before.” William continued.                 

Thomas just smiled and said “Prince David is dead!

You have the wrong man, now release me!”                    

After a short struggle William grabbed Thomas,

pushes him down and snarled “Well, no matter

whom you are, Prince or not, you are now a

prisoner of Schillingburg”.

 

William excitedly returned to the Castle to advise

King Erich.                

“Your highness, May I?” He asked.          

King Erich turned towards him and motioned with

his hand to enter.                  

“I have a prisoner you need to see” he said

excitedly.                

“Who is this prisoner, William?” King Erich asked.

“He is a Prince, a Prince from Landford, I am sure

of it” William answered.                 

“A Prince?” said King Erich.            

“Well bring him in, this should be entertaining”

continued King Erich.

 

The armed soldiers accompanied the prisoner in

and kneeled before their King.           

Thomas remains standing.            

“You show no respect for Schillingburg” said King

Erich.                   

“Who do you think you are, that you do not have

to show respect for Schillingburg and its King?” he

continued.                  

“ANNOUNCE WHO YOU ARE!” King Erich yelled as

he walked towards Thomas.             

He grabbed his face forcefully and repeated “WHO

ARE YOU? ANNOUNCE YOURSELF!”            

Thomas smiled and answered “I am Prince Thomas

of Landford”.              

King Erich began to laugh.             

“Are you serious? We captured a real Prince with

not even trying” King Erich said amused.              

“Well, Prince Thomas of Landford, I don’t care who

you are, show respect and kneel to YOUR King.”                    

Thomas did not move.               

“You are NOT my King” Thomas responded.     

“Very well” King Erich added.         

“Soldiers, show Prince Thomas what happens to

disrespectful people”.                 

 

He said as he walked towards his throne. The

soldiers began hitting Thomas.       

“ENOUGH” Yelled King Erich.           

“Now that you are on your knees, that is better”

he said amused.                 

“So Prince Thomas, what were you doing in

Schillingburg? Is Landford planning a coup?” He

asked and then began to laugh.        

Thomas remained quiet.           

King Erich slowly walked back to Thomas.

“ANSWER ME?” King Erich yelled as he hit Thomas

with his staff.                   

“I am here on my own accord, Landford has no

such plan. I was just passing through” Thomas

replied.                    

“Wrong Answer, Prince Thomas” King Erich

 

groaned as he pressed his staff against Thomas’

neck.                      

“BUT I am glad to have you here; I have been told

you are a very knowledgeable fighter. I can use

that in my army” King Erich continued.                  

“I will not fight for you or Schillingburg”. Thomas

mumbled.                   

King Erich laughed.                 

 

“Oh, I think you will, Prince Thomas. You don’t

have a choice in the matter. Let us make a treaty;

you fight for Schillingburg and I WILL NOT kill what

is most precious to you. Your Mother? Your Sister?

Two beautiful women, if I remember correctly. Oh

what I’d do to be the first to bed your sweet

Amelia.” King Erich said as he made a thinking

motion.                   

Thomas struggled to be released from the arms of

the soldiers.                 

“Relax, Young Prince Thomas, I know you will do as

I say, now that you have an idea of what will come

to your precious family.” He added.          

King Erich walked back towards his throne. He

motioned to the soldier and said “Show Prince

Thomas his lovely accommodations in our

dungeon”.

 

King Erich sat at his throne and began to clap,

“Good Job, William, The Prince will be a great

asset, I’m sure of it”. He says.            

“You are welcome, your highness” William replied.

“I have the perfect plan, it just came to me.” King

Erich said in a low voice.                     

 

“We will put the Prince in the front line, I will coax

King Michael of Willshire to a meeting as if to end

the battles and when he is here, the Prince will kill

him” King Erich continued.           

William remained silent.            

“Trust me; this will end Willshire and Landford for

sure. Schillingburg will be triumphant over both

but this plan must remain between us, you betray

me and I’ll kill you.” King Erich added.       

William nodded his head and dismissed himself

from the King.

 

Early the next morning King Erich visited Thomas

in his cell. “Wake up!” He yelled as he kicked

Thomas who lies on the floor in a corner.         

“Today is a special day, my boy” He said.         

“You will lead Schillingburg in battle, we will

attack Willshire”. He added.             

“I will NOT fight for Schillingburg, did you not hear

me?” Thomas yelled.               

King Erich shook his head in disagreement.     

“We spoke about this already Prince Thomas, must

I visit your Mother or even better, the beautiful

Amelia. I will be sure to let her know you sent me

as she screams as I ravage her body.” The King

said ominously.                  

Thomas motioned to attack the King but his

guards stopped him.                     

Shaking his head the King said “No, No, Prince

Thomas, not a good idea, save your anger for the

battlefield.”

 

King Erich’s battle went on as planned. Thomas

was forcefully sent out to fight. But for Thomas, he

was not fighting for Schillingburg, but for himself

and his family.                 

At the same time, King Erich’s plan for King

Michael was set forth.              

King Michael made his way to Schillingburg for the

meeting.                    

During the ride, his caravan was ambushed by

Schillingburg’s army. King Michael was stripped of

his royal uniform and placed in the middle of the

battle to fend for himself.                    

King Michael was not a soldier.            

Like every man he had the basic skills but not

enough to battle against any man, especially

Thomas.                     

After fighting against a few soldiers, Michael came

face to face with Thomas. Thomas did not know

King Michael; this man was just another soldier to

him. The fight between them was quick and the

death quicker. King Michael did not suffer.                     

Not to Thomas’ knowledge, King Michael’s guards

had surrounded him as he threw the finishing

blow. There were too many to fight so Thomas

surrendered.                  

“Do you know who you have just killed?” A soldier

said.                      

“It’s the King, King Michael of Willshire” another

responded.              

Schillingburg's soldiers had retreated quickly while

Willshire's soldiers attended to Thomas.

 

From a distance William could see that Thomas

had killed King Michael and was being led away by

Willshire’s Soldiers.               

He immediately went and informed King Erich.

“Your Majesty, it has been done, Thomas has slain

King Michael but Willshire Soldiers has taken him

prisoner, what do we do?” William explained.               

King Erich looked content.               

 

“We do nothing!” King Erich replied.         

“I must say, Your Highness your plan succeeded but

Thomas is now a prisoner of Willshire, he will

blame Schillingburg.” William confirmed.                    

“It turned out better than I could imagine, now

Young Prince Thomas will be killed by Willshire

and not us. He will not speak and we have no

knowledge of him.” He laughed.

 

Greyson and William had their weekly meeting to

update each other about the battles. To Greyson’s

surprise William informed him that Thomas was

alive and fighting with Schillingburg. William

never mentioned Thomas was taken prisoner by

them and forced to fight to save his own life. He

also never mentioned Thomas had killed King

Michael either.                   

By this time, the bloodshed was vast.             

So many innocent people had lost their lives.

 

I often thought about when my soldiers would

have to fight and it terrified me. They were there

to protect me but I was responsible for their lives. I

did not look forward to commanding them into

battle.

 

As I sat by the window looking north towards

Willshire, My lady in waiting tapped my shoulder.

 

“Your highness, your Father wishes to speak with

you”. Shyanne said quietly.              

I got up and slowly walked towards his room.            

“Yes, Father, is all well?” I asked.          

“Oh yes, I wanted to consult with you on a battle

ending treaty I received from Schillingburg” He

disclosed.               

“Father, I have no idea. I do not even know what

we are fighting for. And from Schillingburg, since

when do you trust King Erich?” I interjected.     

Suddenly Greyson enters unannounced,      

“Your Majesty” he said loudly.            

Father and I turned towards him surprised.         

“ I apologize Your Highness but I have news from

Willshire.”                   

Father motioned for him to enter.          

“News from Willshire, Greyson?” I asked.         

“King Michael of Willshire has been murdered.” He

said.                   

Greyson knew Michael was my birth brother, so he

thought I should be aware of his death.                      

 

“Your birth brother Paul wanted you to know the

murderer of King Michael had been apprehended

and he is being held prisoner at the Willshire

Castle.” He added.                      

I remained unaffected until he left the room.

“Oh Father, my brother has been killed.” I said.       

“At least, you have solace to know that who did

this despicable crime will be punished accordingly,

you must travel to Willshire and grant the

punishment personally.” Father advised.         

“I cannot Father” I sighed.             

“Why is that? You are Queen; you can do anything

you desire.” He praised.               

“I have no business in Willshire, especially to

award punishment to a murderer.” I continued.                    

“You must go show support for your remaining

brother and mourn for Michael.” Father conceded.

“But I am afraid Father. I do not remember them

as my family.” I confessed.         

“We are all afraid my precious girl, but it is

something that has to be done. You are Queen of

Landford, you must show strength, power and

support for others.” Father proclaimed.         

I lowered my head in agreement.              

“Greyson and his men will accompany you, he will

protect you.” Father reassured me.

 

“I am not sure that is safe Emmanuel” said Mother

as she entered the room.                   

“Nothing in this world is safe, Catherine. We must

all take risks in life. Amelia is going in peace, to

mourn her brother” Father replied.        

“Why is she allowed to mourn this brother she did

not know and not the brother who protected and

guided her?” Mother protested.           

“Catherine, must you always speak of him” Father

replied.                     

“It is only true, Emmanuel! Mother added.         

“Mother, I mourn David and Thomas every day of

my life and I think I will show them pride and

honor by doing this. Plus Michael and Paul are my

blood and I must honor them too” I proposed.           

“I am not content Amelia, you are all I have left”

Mother wept.                  

“I will make you proud, Mother” I assure her.   

“I do not need pride like this, I am already proud of

you.” She urged.                

She turned to Father and said “And you. How dare

you condemn me for speaking about my first

born? Where has your heart gone Emmanuel? No

matter what David was accused of doing, no

matter what a monster you think he is or that he

betrayed you, which is completely false. He is still

your blood, a part of you, you cannot erase him.”

She began to walk away when Father grabbed her

arm and replied “Maybe you should go be with

YOUR son, if that suits you. You are NOT needed

here!”                      

I turned and shouted, “Father that is unacceptable

behavior, Mother does not deserve such treatment

and disrespect. How dare you?”                  

He raised his hand and slapped my face    

“HOW DARE YOU? You are still my daughter under

that crown. May it never cross your mind again to

address me without respect!” He said as left the

room.                   

Mother ran to me and touched my cheek “He did

not mean that Amelia.” She said.           

I said nothing.                    

I dismissed myself from the room and wandered

the corridors, as I did as a child.            

It was my only consolation, all that was left of the

happy times in Landford Castle.           

In the corners, I could hear the echoes of David

and Thomas chanting, playing and running behind

me. I could feel David raise me up high and spin

me. I could feel Thomas pull me into a corner and

kiss me. I could feel their presence all around me.

It was so loud in my head, it was driving me mad.      

As I reached the end of the hall, I crouched in the

dark corner and began to cry.            

I could not do this.                

I was not fit to be Queen.               

I needed my brother.             

I needed my husband.                 

I tried to hide my broken heart under all this gold,

satin and lace but it has become too much to bare.

What should I do? Where should I go?