Sir Galahad
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What is thy bidding My Lord?
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Post by Sir Galahad on Apr 13, 2019 12:15:03 GMT -8
"That, I do not have the answer to. However I'm sure you'll find out if you send your appointed fighter there to issue a challenge. They won't refuse a chance for glory."
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Apr 13, 2019 12:17:18 GMT -8
"Thank you, my lord. That will be all." She reached out to retrieve the request, rolling it tight and neat. It seemed she had work to do.
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Sir Galahad
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What is thy bidding My Lord?
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Post by Sir Galahad on Apr 13, 2019 12:25:24 GMT -8
Ramses would stand up and bow.
"If I may make one more suggestion. That man-"
He would say pointing at on of the Guards.
"Was once a part of that faction. He might be a good fit to earn valor for you in a fight there."
With that Ramses would turn and leave.
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Apr 13, 2019 12:41:18 GMT -8
“Thank you for your wisdom, Lord Ramses.” She nodded in approval and dismissal both before turning her attention to the guard once the door was closed.
“And your name, sir?” She turned her attention towards the guard that had been indicated.
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Sir Galahad
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What is thy bidding My Lord?
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Post by Sir Galahad on Apr 13, 2019 12:51:05 GMT -8
The man would go to attention.
"Charles, Ma'am."
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Apr 13, 2019 12:55:43 GMT -8
“And how did you come to be in the royal guard, Charles? Were you in service to the former king? I imagine leaving this place to serve in our military must have been quite the change.” They didn’t allow just anyone who o become a royal guard, even if she was unaware of the particulars.
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Sir Galahad
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What is thy bidding My Lord?
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Post by Sir Galahad on Apr 13, 2019 12:57:03 GMT -8
"I was hand picked by the King to joint the ranks of the Royal Guard. It was different but fulfilling, Ma'am."
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Apr 13, 2019 15:20:13 GMT -8
So the king had joined as a protectorate without following protocol. Interesting. Unless it was deemed he did not need actual royal guards, which would also be...interesting.
“That’s quote the honor. What can you tell me about this group of leaderless? Do you believe issuing a challenge as my champion would suffice? I imagine it would rather be an insult to fight one of their own for a different side, even if you may be content with your new position.” She knew of duels, knew how the tradition offered many chances before the actual combat. Somehow, she imagined that would be ignored here.
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Sir Galahad
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What is thy bidding My Lord?
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Post by Sir Galahad on Apr 13, 2019 16:01:54 GMT -8
"Ma'am, it is not my place to question orders. Only to follow them. Whatever you decide is the best course of action I will follow."
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Apr 13, 2019 17:25:32 GMT -8
In which case he didn’t answer her questions. Still, what sort of governess would she be if everyone hated her? Aid was needed as much as 235 needed it. She didn’t want to, but she could be ordering men to die if her champion won anyway. Her stomach rolled at the thought as she took a deep breath.
This wasn’t her place, but here she was.
“Then find the strongest of these leaderless men and challenge him to a duel. If the will accept a price other than death, let me know. Otherwise, you are free to act as my champion, to the fullest extent.”
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Sir Galahad
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What is thy bidding My Lord?
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Post by Sir Galahad on Apr 13, 2019 17:48:53 GMT -8
Charles would salute.
"Ma'am!"
And with that he would be off!
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Apr 13, 2019 20:31:59 GMT -8
Celia let out a soft sigh as she settled in her chair, thumbs twisting over each other for a moment before she pulled out a piece of paper and scrawled a different kind of request, lips pulling into a hint of a frown as she focused on it. Even if this champion of hers succeeded, it was murder on her order. On her behalf.
The pen stopped mid sentence as the thought sank in. She closed her eyes with a soft sound of distress. Should she go to the man who would fight in her name? To show command? Or wait for word of victory?
Moments passed before she would finish her request and seal it, sending it with a messenger before summoning another pair of guards to walk with her through the city. Looking for Charles, and whatever this may result in. Her hands gripped her arms as she hugged herself the entire way.
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Sir Galahad
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What is thy bidding My Lord?
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Post by Sir Galahad on Apr 13, 2019 21:17:10 GMT -8
At some point during her walk towards the part of the city she sent her champion to, she would notice that her champion would be back in formation and she would not be sure when exactly he had re joined her entourage...
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Post by Cecelia Riddel on Apr 13, 2019 21:22:54 GMT -8
When did that happen? Cecelia glanced out of the corner of her eye but said nothing, merely taking in the appearance of her champion. Any signs of weariness, or blood, or injury, and directed them back to the castle. If he was hale, he was to join her there. If injured, the orders were to receive treatment and she would join him after a chance to rest.
She wasn't sure how to feel about it.
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Sir Galahad
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What is thy bidding My Lord?
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Post by Sir Galahad on Apr 13, 2019 21:26:43 GMT -8
He was healthy and clean, and he would follow her.
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