Arrested!

One year after her parents died, Queen Jenelle decided to go on a long

trip. She left the Duke of Corthings in charge.

Several weeks after she left, a troop of the Royal Guard went, at the order of the Duke, to the royal palace of Tierney. The captain went up to the gate and pulled the bell. The gatekeeper hurried to the gate and opened it. “Show me to the Prince’s rooms.” The captain said.

The gatekeeper called a page. “This gentleman wishes to see the Prince.” The gatekeeper said.

“Follow me.” The page said.

The captain and two of his men followed him into the palace. They went through corridors and halls. Several people turned to look at them as they went past. Finally they stopped at a door. The page knocked.

“Yes?” said a voice.

The page opened the door. “Sir, the captain of the Royal Guard of her majesty, Queen Jenelle, wishes to speak to you.” The page said respectfully.

“Show him in.” The voice said.

The captain stepped in, the two men standing just outside of the doorway. In the corner of the darkly lit room sat a young man. He was dressed in a dark brown satin cloak and his clothes were of a dark forest green embroidered in gold. He had a very thoughtful face that also told that he was not someone to trifle with.

He stood and walked over towards the captain. “What is it?” Prince Arthur asked, for it was he.

“I bring bad news.” The captain said.

“What is wrong?” The Prince asked, worried.

Instead of answering him, the captain turned to his men and said, “Arrest him, men!”

The men stepped forward and took hold of the Prince’s hands. “What are you doing!” cried the Prince.

“I am sorry to do this, your majesty, but it is the Duke’s orders.” the captain replied. He nodded his head towards the door; the two men started towards it.

“Wait!” exclaimed the Prince, “I wish to bring a few things, it may be that this business will last a while.”

The captain and his men waited while the Prince gathered up a few things. The Prince, after shoving them in a bag, stepped toward the door.

“There, take me where ever you care.” he said. His handsome face was flushed, and he had a defiant look in his eyes.

The captain glanced down; he couldn’t stand to look into the Prince’s fiery gray eyes.

The men stepped up to take hold of the Prince again, but the captain waved them away. Turning to the Prince he said, “Prince, I am sorry, I am just carrying out orders. Now if you promise not to escape, my men won’t touch you.”

“I promise.” the Prince said quietly.

The captain led the way towards the door. As they went out, a page came down the corridor; he looked surprised at seeing the Prince with the captain of the Royal Guard. “Arnold, I am going with the captain for a while.” The Prince said to the page.

“Yes sir, how long will you be gone?” the page inquired.

“I don’t know.” the Prince replied.

Then the group continued along until they reached the courtyard, here there was a carriage waiting. The Prince and the captain got in, then the driver cracked his whip and they started off.

As they rode along the Prince and the captain looked at each other in silence. Finally the captain spoke, “Sir, I....I am very, very sorry. I didn’t want to do this, but the Duke would have executed me if I had disobeyed his orders. Will you forgive me your majesty?”

The Prince sat there looking at him in silence. At first his face was very stern, and then it slowly softened. Then he spoke, “Of course I forgive you. You are a just a tool in the Duke’s hands. If you had not done it, another would.”

“Oh, thank you, thank you! Now I see why your people love you, your majesty!” cried the captain.

Back at the palace the news spread that the Prince had gone away with the captain of the Royal Guard.

(Ah, this chapter has my favorite line; the one about the captain of the guard, of her majesty Queen Jenelle. I think I like it because it's so long. :) Let me know if you're not being tagged, and would like to be when new chapters come out!)