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Date Posted: 11:04:48 12/01/99 Wed
Author: Belamore
Subject: Justin/Queen Tillanova


Justin/Queen Tillanova

Justin cantered into the chaos of the courtyard coming to a fast halt.
He watched the queen moving like a thief weaving in the colonnade toward
the kitchen carrying a bundle. He turned toward the mulling mob in
front of the stable. From horseback he could see the king. His eyes
approved the king's decision but betrayed nothing. A page ran over and
held Justin's horse as he dismounted.

"Lord Justin, the king is dead." The page announced.

"I have eyes. Why hasn't someone cut him down? Her majesty is about.
Does she know?" Justin walked toward the stable with the page leading
the horse.

"No sir, no one was allowed near her chambers, no one said to-"

"Well, by all means allow me...CUT THE KING DOWN!" he said rather in
disgust for ignorance than respect for Morticane. In seconds the king
lay on the ground. "And remove that hook and cover him. You, go for
Father Bludart, you tend my horse. You, you and you and you take the
body into the chapel. The rest of you go home and back to your posts."

"They await orders to hunt down Belamore. Some have already gone after
him." Parnell said.

"Belamore? What for?" Justin waved everyone to leave.

Parnell leaned close so even the page couldn't hear. "I took it upon
myself to hide the suicide by blaming the dung forker. To save the
shame of it, Sir Justin."

"Belamore was outside Three Bells Tavern when I rode passed. Long
before the king was dead. Never the less, good thinking." He patted
Parnell's shoulder and watched the men carry the body away. He drew his
sword. "But not Belamore. An execution of a half blind, one armed
cripple would be most distressing to watch. Public opinion. Here is
your murderer." He plunged the sword into the Page's back. He let go of
the sword and watched the man fall. "Clean my sword and bring it to my
chambers and I shall reward you. Tend my horse. And send the criers
out to inform the village that justice has been done." He walked out
and strolled over to the kitchens to find Tillanova.

The Order of Six, now Four galloped in with a squadron of the Elite
Horse. They rode right up to Justin.

"Wait upstairs outside the queen's chambers for Scar. He should be
along. The beast is in there alone with no way out." Justin pointed to
the steps.

"We should just go in and kill the beast." Sir Quane gripped his hilt.
"The boy knight fought a full-grown dragon and lopped off a head, alone.
This is a one headed lizard of a dragon I understand. Why so many of us
and trickery to kill this thing?"

"She is not an ordinary three headed dragon, or I WOULD HAVE KILLED IT
MYSELF, Sir Quane. I can't afford to lose anymore knights. Tankan is
on the march. Go in the great hall and wait. I'll send tankards up."
Justin ignored the others and moved at an angry pace to find the queen.

…....

Tillanova finally found a wet nurse in the kitchen and turned the baby
over to Maida a 250 lb grocery store. "Look at this child. So sweet and
OUCH!...How old you say this child is? Got gum like a dungeon door.
Whoa down boy or there won't be nothin left but the soles a-m'feet
sticking outta yo' mouf."

"Come with me Maida." Tillanova said quickly when she saw Justin
approaching. They went through the back door and made their way to the stable.
Once inside Tillanova called two guards in to harness the royal coach.
As they worked on that she watched Justin run into the castle with
an angry look.

"Finished, your majesty."

"Good. Gather six guards as escort and fetch Keecadoran."

"Yes your majesty."

"Maida, take this child to your chambers. Guard, you go with her and
bring two more men with you. No one is to enter or leave. See that
Maida has anything she needs. Go, go." She noticed Parnell lurking in
the back stall. "Who is there!"

"Parnell, your majesty." He knelt.

She approached and saw the body of the page.
"Why is this man dead?"

"Lord Justin slew him, Your highness."

"What on earth for?"

"He murdered your husband, Your majesty."

"Morticane is dead?"

"Yes."

"Oh. Carry on then."

"I am to bring Lord Justin's sword to him."

"I shall give it to him." She took the sword and asked. "Did...my
husband die well?"

"Yes, your majesty."

She nodded a 'good-for-you nod and crossed the courtyard to catch up to
Justin.

......continued...

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