Garlox quest

chapter 22: Maybe I'm the one who's wrong.

Baldock and Mex had grown quite close in the late hours of the night. Not because they shared many features, but because they shared many bottles of wine. Baldock had told him that taking care of Mex was not an easy task. 'You see, the thing was..' Baldock had pulled out another  secret box of wine, and decided to poor yet another drink. Something to make the night move a bit faster. 'You were like, all over the place. The one time you were eating something, the second you were crying in the corner. You were such a cry baby.' Mex laughed out loud, nearly spilling his drink all over Baldock. 'What.. what about that one story in the town square?' He took a sip from his drink, and looked at Baldock. 'Wha.. towns..' Baldock let out a loud burp, wiping his mouth after. 'Oh.. yeah! Yeah I remember that!' He stood up, and pretended to be in a shower. 'You can't hit me another time, because life made me numb..' Baldock's singing voice was awful, thus the more funnier to Mex. 'No way! That song is so old!' They shared many more laughs, and shared some stories about the royal. 'So.. so.. Queenly's father was head royal, who married the Princess... right?' 'Yeah! And.. she then married some farmer.. the villagers didn't like that.. so they.. so they made her get out of the castle... the new King and Queen had taken over with force.. but.. they're pretty decent people.' The conversation had taken a very serious turn quickly. 'B-but why did she... did she marry another guy?' 'Well.. story.. story had.. that Marcus, Queenly's father.. had.. had perished in the great war..' He took the last sip of the bottle, and threw it out of the cell. 'So.. when word reached the kingdom they.. they forced Mary to marry someone else.. they.. they needed a male guarding the town.' 'That.. that's awful!' Mex put his glass down, on the ground, and gazed upon the ceiling. 'It.. it does sound awful, huh? But.. but you see. Mary was already having an affair with Dan the farmer.. it's.. it's all one big riddle.'

The sun was burning hot, and sand was all around. A knight, armoured in blue and white, made his round through the sandy streets of Cheopia. A woman, fully clothed in black from head to toes, came screaming to Marcus. 'Please! My husband is in danger! I think he's having a sunstroke!' The woman didn't await his answer, but quickly ran off to the place he had to follow her to. He had no choice but to follow her, a citizen was in danger after all! Marcus arrived at a dead-end. 'This can't be right...' Marcus felt the presence of other man around him. He drew his sword, and he was right. Three man with curved swords tried to attack Marcus. But Marcus had no trouble fighting the three man. He swung his sword with grace, and strategy. With one slice, he wounded two men. The third one tried to flee, but Marcus was too fast. He jumped him, and smashed his head with his heavy boot. The woman who had lured him to the spot, was crawling up in the corner. 'Please, mister. They forced me! I had no choice but to do as they say! They were going to kill my husband!' She crawled to Marcus, and held his ankle tight. 'Please, I would never do harm to you! We think that since the take over everything has been great!' The woman was scared to death, she knew what a royal knight could do to her. 'Please.' He gently kicked her away from his feet. 'These guys weren't even trying.. please take more care of your husband, understood?' She backed away slowly, bowing to Marcus repeatedly. 'Yes sir, I will. Thank you! Thank you for all!' The woman disappeared like smoke in the wind. Marcus scratched his head, but returned to his original duty.

'Father, I'm home!' Queenly had taken all her rage out in de Pannack forest, and decided to go home. Her tent was still a mess, but she didn't spend a lot of time there anyway. She was usually fighting battles, or having meetings with other royals in the castle. A detailed map of the kingdoms was spread over the table, with wooden pieces that would represent soldiers. Somewhere in the corner there was a small painting of her family. It was before Christopher was born. It pictured Marcus, Mary and herself. She picked it up, and gently stroke the painting. 'It's been a while since we talked.' Her mothers eyes were scratched out, and knife points could be seen in her stomach. 'I'm still so sorry for what happened, I wish I could have joined you in battle.. but I was just.. too young.' In the picture she was roughly four, and carried a wooden horse, that her father had carved out of a wooden shield. 'Why did you have to leave us! There were so many people that you could've sent! You were the head royal! You could've made the world!' She quickly put the painting back in the corner, where it wasn't visible to her anymore. Looking at it made her even angrier. 'But..' She said, while returning to the map. 'Luckily I'm not as stupid as you. I didn't marry a worthless princess just because she is beautiful, I wouldn't let her marry a commoner, and I wouldn't let a loser like Christopher be born. I'm so close to undoing all the mistakes you've made.  I will lead us to great heights once more, and I shall destroy the village of Cheopia!' She shoved all the wooden figures to the place of Cheopia. She was planning on attacking the place, not for a take over. But for a complete genocide. 'Soon enough, when we take over Dernudia, we shall have enough man power to secure a victory. And maybe.. just maybe.. I'll take that boy wonder with me...'