Thread: The Lady in Waiting (Lady Bloody Ava & Greeneyed23)

Moments after rose learned of William's ascension a messenger was lead into the library. Milady I come from his Lordship prince john. he held out a letter which was already open. My lady Rose Benedict, We have been informed of the tragic loss of Lord Granger and your kindness in taking in his daughters. We ask you keep them safe and we offer you additions to your present lands for your charity. We do regret we must remind you that Master Rallon Granger has still not been heard from in any way for nearly seven years. If you do not present irrefutable evidence of his continued existence before the end of three months, or July 7 in this year of our Lord 1191 then we shall have to take ownership of his lands and powers. Until then we remain most affectionately yours, Prince John Lord Regent of the Most Royal lands of Britannia and her colonies. While Prince John was posturing and threatening to take the lands he had entrusted to his beloved Rose, Rallon was in a pitched battle to prevent the breaking of the siege of Acre. Soon Richard himself would be arriving but for now Rallon and his fellows did not have the numbers or arms to defeat the city alone, but Rallon did have the ability to fend of the siege breakers that tried to come to Acre's aid and his fury proved to make him beyond dangerous. He commanded a group of a hundred knights, both Christian and Muslim, loyal solely to him, and able to fight both on their feet and on horse, which they were currently doing. They rode hard their warhorses trampling all before while their riders, swords, spears, maces, halberds, and other weapons rose and fell time after time the blood pooling thickly underhoof. The cavalry was in a tight phalanx and despite desperate attempts not a single man was lost. When the reinforcements archers attempted to fell the riders Rallon raised a fist in a black gauntlet then dropped it hundreds of arrows from his own archers slaying the would be siege breakers. Then he and his men began to give aid to the wounded. Rallon refused to let Guy and his jackals near the wounded and once they were prepared sent them back home with the urging not to return. Rallon had met one powerful man who he had taken quite a liking to, though he had been the one to slash the man across the chest, the knight, a Hadim Tuat, had promised to help Rallon if ever he could. Rallon took him up on this and gave him a bundle of letters. Send these to Rose Benedict in York in Britian. Please my friend. She has had no word of me in nearly seven years. That very day Hadim gave the letters to a trusted servant. You are to place these in the hands of Lady Rose Benedict. No one else. I charge you this task at the cost of your life should you fail. the servant Tia Juyer nodded her head, her almond shaped green eyes bright and deeply tanned skin and remarkable beauty making Hadim smile. Tia you are to stay in Britain and give all possible aid to Lady Rose until Lord Rallon returns and sends you home. If you choose you may stay. But above all you must deliver each of these letters. She nodded. you have my word and my life as ever Master. she put the letters into an empty waterskin and tied it off hard and tight then hid it under her tunic. i shall depart immediately. Within twelve hours she was on a ship set for Sicily with promises form the captain, an old friend of Hadim's, that he would find her a breath on a ship to England. Tia watched her homeland fade into the distance with a sad smile but she was also holding back a cry of excitement at the prospect of seeing a new place. She had always wanted to visit Britain and now she would. And with her she was bringing the thing Rose had been waiting for for seven years, and what would prove to be the most dangerous item in all of York. Proof of Rallon's existence for in the latest letter lay his signet ring. His sending this to Rose signified his intent to wed her as soon as he returned and renewed her rights to command his lands and owning. While all this went on Rallon lay in his tent watching the ceiling of his tent waiting for something to change. He thought of Rose and smiled. I hope all is well with you my love. i hope my parents aren't driving you too mad. He had never liked most of his brothers but he had never guessed they were so evil nor had he suspected that the nobles would shift so while he was gone. But when he ahd left his parents had both been health, hale, and immensely strong and had commanded great respect. When he had left he had been romancing rose and promised to gain his own title and respect to return for their marriage. He genuinely hoped that life was still as idyllic and happy. He lost himself in fantasies with he and Rose and their children. He smiled letting himself slip away into these worlds not knowing the torment his beloved was undergoing, though she of course did not know his torments either.