Outside
the door, Jack could hear men calling to see if anyone was alive.
“I, I
am!” Jack shouted with grief. Several
men dressed in heavy armor picked him up and put Jack onto a horse. They were the knight of Valkyria; servants of
The King. Jack had fallen asleep as soon
as his legs touched the horse.
“Hello, Sir?” A sweet voice from a young
lady echoed in the vast bedroom. Jack
twitched and got up startled.
“Where am
I?” He said with wide eyes. “Am I dead?”
The maid
giggled and said “No, you’re safe within the King’s guestroom inside the
Valkyrian Castle.” The lady was pale and skinny but her eyes were shinning
beautifully. “I heard you were found in
the village of Ashlock.”
“That’s
right, and what may be your name?”
“Envy, and what might be
yours?”
“Ah,”
Jack was mesmerized by the beauty of the young lady. “Oh, um, mines Jack, I am
in my fifteen.”
Envy
giggled again. Her innocent eyes stared
at Jack with her hands folded under her stomach. She ran down the castle staring back into the
room. Jack could only but smile back
knowing he had fallen in love.
Jack
turned and gazed out the window. The moon was high in the sky, and he drifted
on the bed dreaming of his lover.
"She's perfect," he whispered to himself. He could here her sweet voice whisper in his ear all night while he slept.
***
Years
passed and Jack grew up the rest of his life in the Castle of the King, whose
name was Charles. Although Charles the
king had a name, he preferred to be called The King or King of Valkyria instead. Jack grew to his eighteen and was in need of
a girl to marry. Jack always wanted to
propose to Envy. But little did he know
the King fancied her as well.
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