Thread: Sand's of Time

Richard recognized that smiled, but not before Landan had as well. The Wizard acquiesced quickly what could a prisoner do to the impatient daughter of his captor? Tell her no? Ha, that would be quite the joke. Wizard or not, he could expect his head to be removed rather quickly from the rest of his body. He gave another bow, I shall... Wait here, Sir Gearheart? The new Sheriff paused, his red eyes darting between his daughter and Landan. Then they were all interrupted all of a sudden by a knock at the door. A servant entered, hurried over to Sir Richard, and whispered into his ear after a quick bow. The man's face lit up, and he said rather softly for such a big man, The Queen has arrived. He then cleared his throat and turned to his daughter, Alyna... Why don't you ask Mr. Landan some of your questions? I've... I've a lot to explain to you, but for tonight you'll have to hold your questions. I'm sure the man has read your book, he is a Wizard afterall, just like from all of your books. Now, I must go and see to... Ah ha... Our guest. Landan watched as the Sheriff, apparently new, left his stunned daughter standing there and went to go meet the Queen. He wondered if it was Queen Criseyda of the Marshall's. There couldn't be another one, he realized, not in Ossarriia. Unless he was horribly out of date. Pressing the issue from his mind, he turned to the Sheriff's daughter. Whom he realized that he had not been properly introduce to yet. Mad'ame... I am Landan de la Mangini... Most humbly yours, miss? He waved his hand in a circle, fishing for an answer. - Richard pushed sweat across his brow as he entered the hallway just before the room where they'd placed the Queen. Rather belatedly he realized it was his wife's room, when she had passed away, that if nothing else was quite the auspicious beginning to the Queen's stay. Taking a deep breath, without pausing, he strode into the room. His powerful stride sinking to shrink in the magnificent presence of the beautiful Queen that was all too suddenly in front of him, but the Duke had not lied about this one thing the prisoners were his right from the beginning. He hoped that Alyna would be okay with the Magician below, LeArius had assured him the Magician was trustworthy, but not with what or with whom. If anything happened to Alyna... Ossarriia would see it's first mad-Sheriff. But his daughter was the second thing on his mind as he bowed before the queen and proffered his hand. She gave hers, and he kissed it. Your majesty, There was no other way to greet such a beautiful woman. Nor such a powerful one, for even here in the 'enemy' territory, there were very man things that Richard could do to have his tongue cut out, or his cock removed. Any one of a number of remarks. None of which that he would make. I am Sir Richard Gearheart, the new Sheriff of the Duke. I trust you find your accommodations acceptable? Just so you know, before you ask... I do not know the reason for your presence, the Duke assured me he would be here tomorrow to answer all of your questions... In the meanwhile, I am here to protect you for yourself, and... Others, or so the Duke has said. If there is anything I can do, besides, er, He grinned, sheepishly as he made his joke, Besides letting you go.