Crowning of The Lion
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The Beginning.
Day one.
London 1100
My sword flashed in the air as the steel swiped off the dummies head. Why i had to practice on such a pathetic thing was unknown to me. But my Mentor Kale Bendante the Swords Master Nodded in turn. His face was hidden from the sun beneath his cowl.
Again he said.
And So i practiced and practiced cutting off the arms of hay bale enemies. Practicing the swords man code.
'for the King my sword is his until it falls from my grasp and i am no more'
I swung again and again at the dummies that were placed for me to kill. The Heads shattered underneath my blows. I knew it didn't mean anything to destroy a wooden creature but it was practice and i was made to do it for hours a day. My arm ached from the tiredness Kale bendante could see it as well.
He said Come for your last lesson of the day.
Kale unsheathed his sword it shone in the light as it seemed to be another being swiping at the dummies as there arms fell heads were loped off. My Mentor had grace and agility but he everyone that knew him knew he had the deadliness of snake his swiftness with a blade was un matched. Kale Bendante then showed me the move.
A Simple but deadly move. He showed me as the sun was setting.
Now your turn.
I took my sword and did my best It cut down two dummies almost instantly with the first strokes. This i realized was for a two o one combat scenario.
Kale Looked at the sky. The sun was letting its light fade as sunk beneath the night....
Kale beckoned for me to come. As we retired for His Cabin. A swords master yes but not one of the King Not one of this king. For the old King he refuses speaks of for this King he refuses to serve like he served the mans father.... Also Kale is my mentor yes but my foster father to. For twelve years He has been with me. My parents i never knew He speaks very little of them apart from that they were brave people my father the most bravest man the Kale ever saw. For reasons i low not Kale respected My father immensely. So much stories i wish I knew but so little i know of.
Me and Kale retired for his Cabin. In side the Cabin it was cold almost as old as outside. I shivered. Kale put his hand on my back and nodded.
I will light a fire and then we will get supper ready he said.....
A merry hour later the cabin was warm and my stomach was full. I was tired from the training my hands ached the relief of the warmth and a full stomach was much as i retired o My bed and fell warmly to sleep...
That Had all been four years ago.
Four years when i practiced on hay stuffed Dummies. I knew a lot more now.
Come Kale said to me for todays lesson you will be learning the different stances for the higher levels.
I was stunned every time i learnt new stances was when i increased my skills. I was already as agile as a cat and my skills with the blade was quite good. quite Kale was showing me the new stances and techniques when a messenger stumbled in.
Sir I have a message from the King. He request your immediate audience.
Kale Nodded at me and beckoned for me to follow.
The Kings Hall was large with stunning gold pieces glinting in the sun. Swords and Shields were hung up all around the hall. he King was in deep conversation with his war advisers. He saw Kale and I and hushed his advisers he beckoned all of us into the war room. He shut the door firmly behind him.
Kale he said. Before i say anything ill say its good to see you again.
And you Kale said in a light tone.
My agents have discovered that a large french army is marching in our borders for Caen. It is a large army and Caen garrison is made up of Long-bowman and Low trained spear militia They wont last long Kale and i need you. I need you to serve me how you served my Brother. I need your loyalty and command skills. I need you t lead a army of eight hundred Knights to battle the French army before or when it gets to Caen. Your King calls for you Kale will you answer?
You expect me to send men to there deaths? Kale said in a voice that could have broken stone. You expect me to be loyal to you like i was your brother? There is a big difference between brothers and you know it. I do not owe you anything. I fought for your brother i saw him Die!!! I have had enough of seeing my friends Die. I am not one to be toyed with King.....
His Majesty was taken a back. Hs face went bright red with rage. I ASK YOU TO PROTECT A CITY UNDER MY RULE. And you dare to refuse me? You dare to usurp my Power within my own Throne room? Tell me Kale Bendante will you lead my knights? Will you lead them so that Caen can still stand as English soil and that as many of the Knights as possible can return home? I know of your Skills on the battle field and of your skills in command you lead The famed body guard and Group. Knights of The Crown yo are un matched in the blade. I need you Kale Bendante i need your leadership.
Kale knew a soon as the King had said this that if he refused He and Santarius would likely be running for there lives.
Kale hel back his anger and said.
If that is what is Majesty wishes then that is what will be done.
Good Lad the King said. You are dismissed.
When me and Kale got out into the court yard the fresh air it was a blessing my mind was racing so much question needed answering. I couldn't help it I had to ask....
who were the Knights of The Crown and who was the old King?
Kale Looked at me and nodded. we walked and he told me....
It was many years ago...
King Richard's army was met with a French army at Angers. We knew we would meet them somewhere but we didn't think it would be a small way from angers. King Richard had two thousand Knights with him This was the last castle and then we were home. back on English soil. Thats what he told me. Just as the Messenger an in.
'Sire a French army has assembled at least four thousand Knights and over six thousand Infantry'
King Richard looked at me his oldest friend and ally.
The more the merrier.
King Richard un sheathed his sword and walked out of the tent.
He Greeted his men.
Soliders I am Told that a French army has arrived to face us!!! I am told that the numbers bade us not well. I am told that most of you may be drinking at hell today!!!! But he said to his men Remember this that yes they out number but YOU out skill them every one of you is better then them. You fight for your King and You Fight for God. Let your heart know where the enemy is and your blade will be sinking into his flesh.....
Gold and Riches await you through those walls......So lets give them hell!!!!!!
'Not the most wisest of speeches I thought but one that inspired his men to the fullest'
Kale he said to me. Take a thousand of my Knights and go through the forest you will come out behind them. The ride is ten minutes... He looked at me and embraced me. Give them hell he cheered.
The ride was a easy one the birds were singing the trees were a beautiful lush green that glinted i the sun.
I could feel the tenseness of my men. As they trotted behind me. I turned. I was not a man for many words but They needed something.
Think of your families at home he said think of your children if you have them. Then I grinned and if none think of the woman at the Taverns!!!!! The mens sprits lifted. Think of these set your heart straight and fight. Remember
'for the King my sword is his until it drops from my grasp and i am no more' remember these words and the words of your king and Fight for your County your families friends fight for your homes. So that you may once again lay eyes on your homes.
I turned again and drew my sword. The French were lined up there army was a frightful thing. But they had won many battles against the French and I doubt that King Richard was going to start losing now.
The French General Gregory was the leader of this battle. I smiled to myself as i heard his pitfall speech.
'These are the dogs the English they no nothing of compassion or righteous. Kill them all.
a Simple speech. and one that laid the paths for victory for the English. As the English Lines chanted
'King Richard'
The French lines were silent.
The French General ordered CHARGE.
I rose my sword high in the air. waiting for the lines to break while charging. They did The lines fell out of formation that was the time to strike. My sword went down The Knights Charged. The Thundering of the Hooves was defining. It was like thunder in a cold stormy night. I ordered the knights to finish of the enemy cavalry first. They were dispatched quickly. With the flanks now ours We charged in the back of the running soldiers. I had forgotten about General Gregory and his bodyguard. The French soldiers went sprawling and hurtling in the air. They made the mistake of turning around to face my Knights. I cut down man after man my face was covered in blood as King Richards Knights charged into the back of them. Then i realized something the horrible truth just as the battle was in our favor. These men weren't well trained they were running like cowards s where were the other french sol- The lances hit my men in full charge. I turned around my hors and hurtled out of the Frey with two hundred knights i circled the Lancers and charged round again. Already King Georges body guard swarmed in. The men were being massacred as My forces Charged in.
The Blood curtailing cry as My sword lodged into the Generals Throat. I pulled out swiftly and charged again and again. Devastating much of the french force. The battle raged on for many hours. Swords soaked in blood arms aching from over use. The French line routed. King George lay on the ground dying.
The French routed into Angers. two hundred English Knights remained. Bloodied and battered but alive. King Richard Walked over to me and the Dying King. King George Looked up at us and said you are a noble enemy Richard. Richard looked at him and said a Noble man to die this day he said to King George. King George said to him croaking from his mouth........ My sword...... King Richard yanked it from the ground. and gave it to the dying King.
King George using every last strength h had said thank you. Then he thrust it as hard as he could. I caught the blade with mine and chopped off his hand, I stood over him and said. A King dies Nobly you are a disgrace... I thrust my sword int his throat.....
Months later. We were back at England in the city of London. King Richard stood upon the stage in the city square. He waved his hands High. WE ARE VICTORS The crowd cheered. The French at Angers are beaten. We have returned from the Crusade. The noise was defining. But out of the Thousands that went with me only two Hundred Knights have remained. My most loyal and bravest Knights. I name them The Knights of the Crown. The Crowd was silenced. They had no idea what this was. The Knights of the Crown will be my most bravest and trusted Knights they are my body Guard. Of course they must accept this for this to happen. I do not order men to a position he smiled. Every Knight. Got up and walked in a line around the Square. Do you accept the King Bellowed? The Knights replied
'LONG LIVE THE KING'
The Leader of these Knights will be my most trusted friend I knew him when i was a boy. My second in command is Kale Bendante. The Crowd cheered everyone knew Kale and everyone loved him. His skill was un matched but he was kind to everyone. The people thought he deserved this position to.
For more then twenty years the Knight of The Crown roamed the land fighting for the king and putting his enemies to the sword. The became the most ruthless and feared bodyguard they were said to be unstoppable saying that they were un killable proved correct more then once...... They fought for the king until one they were betrayed. They were betrayed by one of there members his name was
'Sir Galen of Nottingham' He had cut down the King. The Beloved King Richard. I had been shocked as I walked in the Throne room. The sword came out of King Richard as he fell to the ground. I unsheathed my sword and said for the Crown. as I steeped forward I was followed by twenty Knights of the Crown. Galen knew he would die so he didn't bother fighting. His last words were
'For the Crown'.......
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