Santa's Daughter (1st bk of Santa Series) (Completed)

Chapter 7 (Edited)

One of the rooms we had in my house, was sort of a meeting room, with three ways that we could get into the room. Since, it was over the porch and on two columns, for support, we had made a door, leading from the room to the outside world. The three ways to get in was a ladder, a pole, which we could climb down, and stairs on the inside of the house.

"So, why did you call the meeting, Mary?" asked Tyan, after we all went into the room and got comfortable.

"Well, it is time that we nominate one person to be in the Musketeer group," I replied.

Tyan looked around at Madison and John, frowning when they didn't' look at her. "Well, who is it that you're going to nominate?" She looked back at me, confusion written on her face.

"Well, who do you think? Which one of us is not a Musketeer?"

Tyan frowned, thinking. Her face turned bright with glee, because she figured it out. "Is it me?" she asked. She grinned, when I nodded and squirmed on the couch, excited.

I went to the chest and got out my ceremonial sword, which didn't have a sharp blade. "Kneel before me, Lady Tyan," I said, using a medieval tone. Tyan knelt before me. "Head down," I instructed. Her head went down. I stood up taller, trying to appear taller than 5'8. "Lady Tyan, for thy bravery, helpful hand, kindness and loving towards horses, I, Musketeer Mary, pronounce thee Musketeer Tyan," I said, moving the sword across her shoulders. "Please rise, Musketeer Tyan and face the other Musketeers," I commanded.

She stood and turned to look at John and Madison, who had stood, also. There was a grin on her face, glad that she was part of the family.

"Three cheers for Musketeer Tyan!" John said.

We cheered and clapped for Tyan.

"All Musketeers, get thy swords out of the chest," I instructed them. I pulled out another sword, putting the ceremonial blade back. I handed one to Tyan, which she took with a smile.  "Raise thy sword towards the middle," I instructed they did.

"One for all..." I began.

"...and all for one," we said together, putting our swords in the middle.

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"Thanks, Musketeer Mary, for making me into a musketeer," Tyan said, while I placed the swords away and closed the chest.

"It's done, Tyan. You don't have to call me Musketeer, anymore." I stood and looked at her.

She sighed with relief and grinned. "Good, I didn't want to talk all midevalish all night."

I laughed, but it didn't reach my eyes, like it usually did. I bit my lip, knowing that it was time for me to tell her my secret. I looked down, not knowing how to say this.

Tyan sensed that something was bugging me and frowned. "What is it, Mary?"

Madison and John turned to look at us, frowning slightly. Madison knew what I was gonna say before John. She went by me and placed her arm around me, giving me the comfort that I needed.

I sighed and looked up at Tyan. "First of all, do you believe in Santa Clause?" I asked looking at her.

She looked at me, surprised. Tyan cleared her throat and looked down. "Can you guys keep a secret?" She looked at us to see us nod our heads. "All right."

"Tyan, what is the secret?"

"I think... I think I have met Santa Clause when I was eight years old."

I glanced at Madison and John before looking back at Tyan. I was surprised that she had actually met my father, but some other might've met him also. "How did you meet him?"