"Ok, you're in here for a night", the Irish policeman dragged Lord Daniel into the cells. He didn't react; he didn't need to react...Because he was out for the count.
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Two hours' later...
Lord Daniel awoke with a sore head.
"Ouch".
He opened his eyes, to see a old man smiling at him.
"Y'see, I know of you M'Lord. You're a rogue". "Sir, I am not a rogue; I am not a smuggler...".
"Aye, lots o' smugglers 'ere at Cheserpeake Cove. Aye. You know a lot o' people aren't 'appy with ye. Fer yer legend goes".
"What legend?".
"The legend o' Lord Daniel".
"There's no legend; there's no story...".
"Aye, and you're out o' Belfast".
"Look, if I knew that I had a son...".
"Aye, and does he know o' ye?".
"Nay".
"Then it's better M'Lord. Besides, Lady Edwina is taken over as the Head Lady of England. All of the Irish, Welsh, and Scottish Ladies are clamoring to be seen at the Gala next week. My daughter, Princess Elve, is unwed so far".
"Aye, and you're here...".
"Aye, fer treason".
"Treason".
"Aye, I feel that a new Governement is needed fer Ireland. We're under The England Queen's reign too long".
"Aye, and do we need a Irish Queen?".
"That M'Lord, is not fer me ter decided. But I am 74 years old. My time is nearly gone". He then smiled, then rested his feet on the stale, grey colored cell bunk.
"I hope to be out tomorrow. I'll pray with you".
"Aye", Lord Daniel then heard the banging of the cells. An Irish guard moved bowls of food under the cells...And then left.
He walked back down the dim hallways of the Prison...As the criminals yelled at the Guards...as night time arrived at Cheserpeake Cove.
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A burning flame of the heart
Historical FictionDublin, Ireland, 1821. Lady Margaret Lavelock is a 27 year old Irish woman who lives in regal High Society in the 19th century. While she has servants to attend to her needs, she is unlucky in love. When Lord Daniel O'Neill arrives in Dublin for a b...
