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PART 6:
Lauryn reached the castle in time to see her beloved Alphonse held upright on the scaffold. Thankful that it was her brother, Simon, who guarded him as he was assigned by the SOB to protect Alphonse.She reasoned an execution would be imminent. That form of public justice was meant to elicit fear into others in case they were motivated to join the SOB's and their accomplices.
Amidst the chaos, the prisoners, including Alphonse, were shackled and marched down the scaffold, then placed in the prison wagon headed toward the castle. All in attendance knew their fate as the dungeons awaited. The public display was merely a warning of the consequences as one guard gleefully swung the rope and lowered the blade down slowly on the guillotine.
Lauryn couldn't resist covering her face before tracing the outline of the castle wall to the third floor window. She also knew the prince couldn't resist gloating over his victory that day. Her identity remained hidden.
Meanwhile, Prince Gawdawfel eyed the crowd below. Sick with vengeance, he basks in his glory, confident of his successful attempt to round up the group known as the Sons of Bodar (the "SOBs"). All had gone according to his plans. But was his overconfidence and rush to celebrate victory over the insurrectionists too soon?
However, Lauryn also had a plan. And all depended on whether she could rescue Alphonse from the fate that awaited him at the castle in Prince Gawdawfel's dungeon.
Now, Part 7
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Prince Gawdawfel retreated from the hidden enclave on his third floor balcony as the crowd disbanded in the shadows of the glistening evening sun as it hovered over the kingdom.
He jerked until the velvety draperies closed, then rushed to the vanity.
His pulse raced in his eagerness to discover the outcome of his earlier display of power over the Sons of Bodar (or SOBs), rebellious villagers bent on destroying the kingdom and the Crown at all costs.
Easing onto the vanity chair, a calm descended as a victorious wide, wicked smile formed. He unlatched a double door to the vanity and spread it wide. The key, he returned to its hidden spot behind the table legs. He glanced up quickly in time to witness a rumbling sound rush forward.
Instantly a portal, framed in exquisite ornamental detail with his facial feature carved into the overhead board, materialized. He sat admiring himself for several moments staring at his reflection into the Mirror of Secrets.
Prince Gawdawfel of House Tallonz. There's more than meets the eye in that one. Almost six feet in height, many couldn't deny his handsome features resembling his mother. Stands of brownish hue almost reflecting black befalling the lineage of the royal house flowed from his overly large head. His extended nose and wide mouth with piercing emerald eyes and thick brows his father endowed in him.
But it was his Queen Mother's features he desired to cover, doing so by instructing his personal ladies in attendance to mask his true coloring. Tireless efforts were put forth to cover his ebony hair.
His desperate attempts to suppress his mother's heritage failed. The long line of queens originating from House Tallonz coursed through his veins.
At court, whispers of his rude and deceptive personality abound. Smiling while gazing deeply into one's eyes, a charm engulfs. Straightaway, one's guard melts, hidden anger dissolves, and issues resolved as unimportant.
Elder court members whisper further that his looks are deceitful; they give rise to suspicion as not reflecting his true age. Twenty years had passed. If true, then one need only rely on his eyes. They betray him as does his swaying hands.
That he is evil, kingdom dwellers agree from the dungeons of Gonjolard to the farthest village to the west before falling into the sea. That he is disloyal to the Crown, many familiar with the inner workings of the castle, acknowledge. Fear his manipulations is a desperate attempt to usurp the king flourishes each year the king ages.
An only son, his father, King Hartfelt Tallonz, weak in mind and spirit, refused to acknowledge that which was foretold by the Mirror of Secrets. No endearing qualities exist or other similar traits as his father possessed. The prince's sadistic and apathetic nature rumored as insane often revealed itself when least expected.
Gawdawfel's eyes teared; not from dismay but from pomposity. Instantly, he noticed the mirror's shape cloudy with confusion.
Izohra's image waffled before appearing in the depth of the pane, the sorcerer's physical form clouded as she approached the edge of the mirror. Immediately upon seeing Prince Gawdawfel, her furrowed brow softened. Her outline formed clear.
What Gawdawfel did not see was that behind Izohra, shielded from the truth of the Mirror of Secrets, his mother, the former queen, watched carefully in silence as fiery, heavy stones filled her heart. Standing before her was not the child she recognized as bringing forth into the House of Tallonz.
Although summoned, for several weeks, Izohra waited for him to come. Her master had entrusted a mission she must follow to fruition. She stared as Gawdawfel's inner mirror reflection shifted to emulate his true self. The dark-haired man sat, his back razor stiff awaiting this latest meeting. A waste of his time, he believed if she were not going to foretell his reign over the kingdom.
Izohra's voice was firm as she started.
I see you are still jubuliant from your recent victories. But beware prince. You have sowed your seed wide. I sense the sprout has taken root, but not in your own likeness. Where you are weak, it will be mighty. Where you are vain, it will crush your arrogance. I have warned you these many years. But your refusal to change will not be upon my head nor your father. Your recklessness you will face soon, for beyond these walls your power is indefensible.
Gawdawfel froze. His eyes grew large as he shook his head violently, widening with each thought of the implications of Izohra's words.
But those words fell short for they couldn't penetrate his hubris.
"Heed me prince and claim this savior if your wish is to survive this day forward." Izohra's powerful hands adorned with long nails brought forth the short talisman that resembled a weapon and presented it to the prince. "Do not leave this room without it. You'll know it's purpose when the time comes."
Prince Gawdawfel, with hands on his hips, scowled into the Mirror of Secrets. He spat on the pane and cursed Izohra.
"Too many years old woman you have done nothing but hold me back from glory. Unleash me now and rid yourself of those prophesies that have now come to pass. I know my destiny. I will be king. I will rule the kingdom. I will rule over every subject near and far. For I am all powerful."
From behind the enchantress, the queen watched with sadness, her eyes wet with tears of regret and her heart sorrowful, knowing that her only son would not heed her warning. Sorrowful also that she departed from him too early to instill qualities befitting a future king worthy of the House of Tallonz.
The prince already owned several swords, both long and short. He gazed hard at the small weapon. Unimpressive, he felt as the knife appeared ordinary, not adorned with jewels and crested in symbolic emblems. He removed the weapon slowly from Izohra's hand. Fire rose up in the reflection of its shiny blade as though she had imbued power to the new master.
He pushed back the velvet clad chair and stood staring down at the vanity. Izohra's image disappeared from view. These past years, she had not failed to protect him. He placed the talisman on his elegant bed.
The beautiful and stately queen stood behind Izohra, her hands gripping her chest. She glanced toward the bed where the talisman she knew would remain. All she could do to turn him from the path he had chosen had failed. Her guidance while alive over his father and him were met with disdain as she attempted to bring the kingdom to peace.
The love for her son was draining quickly. The kingdom would soon follow.
The queen watched with dread as Gawdawfel eyed gleefully the opulence in the room. She felt his unhealthy desire to covet the throne and the kingdom before they were rightfully passed to him. But his cruelty and severe punishment to their subjects and one day beyond the shores to the west, would surely bring down the House of Tallonz.
One hand lay over the other, keeping close her signet ring. She didn't regret her actions years ago that would ensure the Crown's just and deserving reign.
The words came through faint as she heard him murmur, "soon, all will bow down at my feet begging for mercy and know that I alone allow them to live. What more could a king desire?"
She continued to trace his movements as he turned back toward the mirror and let escape a wicked smile.
The former Queen backed away from Izohra. All she could do was now finished. She lowered her head and retreated deep inside the Mirror of Secrets, tears falling down her cheeks as she heard a loud knock on her son's door.
Izorah, then disappeared from the Mirror of Secrets. Her services for the Crown were no longer required.
The knock at Prince Gawdawfel's door was swift. He allowed entrance to his trusted manservant, Arnaldos.
"Your king and the court await, sire. The prisoners will be brought before you, ready for your swift and undeserving just judgment." In the many years during Arnaldo's service to the prince, his prompting was well rehearsed. His life and this leisure depended upon it.
The prince stood waiting patiently as he was decorated for the important occasion of delivering as he fomented, justice to the rebels.
Meanwhile, Alphonse paced while waiting with trepidation to be presented before the Crown for sentencing. That he had already been judged and convicted wrongfully for his alleged part in the rebellion was of no consequence.
[to be continued.]
Welcome back to my freewrite prompt story for this week. The photo that is the subject of the story spoke to me about a person who is of a royal lineage.
Describe what you see.
A male in a prominent position of power or part of a royal family sits gazing in a mirror. A hand with long fingernails holds a dagger. His reflection reveals that he's excited or just admiring himself. Elegant drapery rests behind a vanity filled with several items that could be used in summoning spirits.
Describe what you feel.
With a lighted candle in his hand, the man could possibly be examining closely his features or altered appearance. I feel he is proud of himself for various reasons. Perhaps he is summoning a sorcerer before he leaves for battle.
Write a story or poem about what you think is going on. I leave with you my story for:
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For your convenience if you'd like to return to the beginning of the "Uprising In Gonjolard" saga, I set out below Chapters 1 - 6:
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Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Part 6
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Finally, we meet and understand Prince Gwadawfel and all I see are vanity, unchecked ambition and pride! He's regal and charming to his father and the people of Gonjolard but it's a mask hiding his ruthless and dark nature. The Mirror of Secrets and his dialogue with Izohra reveals these.
As I expect, he won't heed the sorceress' prophecy of his downfall, not with that disdainful look he gave the talisman and the belief that he's "all powerful". One question though - the queen silently observes the dialogue with Izohra, I take it she's dead, right? If yes, this displays the importance of a mother figure in a home for the proper upbringing of a child.
Beautifully written! I like that you included a bit of magic realism in this story. Looking forward to the next chapter. Well done! Take care and have a wonderful day. !PIMP !LADY
Yes, @kemmyb, Prince Gawdawfel, pronounced /god * awful/, lives up to his name. I wanted to dedicate some time to him and the Crown to uncover why the villagers and peasants were under such terrible rule.
You are correct that a female presence in his life would perhaps soften him. However, his mother passed away. He didn't care for her royal family's peaceful rule over the kingdom and her upbringing, opting instead for power and turmoil like his father.
I loved working with the Mirror of Secrets and wanted to highlight its magical qualities, the reason the prince keeps it under lock.
Thanks so much for your visit. I'm pleased you found this chapter to your liking. I appreciate your in-depth analysis and support of my series.
Take care and have a good rest of your week.
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What a burden it is for a mother to have a son like Prince Awful. It's unclear to me why she hides in the mirror. Did she pass away or hide inside? It's an intriguing part of the story.
Now I wonder if Mom can act by using the mirror or if it's just a mirror to the world of the (still) living.
Will Alphonse act after all those years? /
In a way, this scary story reminds me of the time we are living in. Nevertheless, I rather live back then and hide in the woods or cross borders by hiking or magic.
A more than enjoyable read, you captured my attention from the first letter till the last.
Blessings to you
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A burden for any mother with children who refuse to listen to good advice @wakeupkitty. This is a universal and timeless concern I believe. She hides in the mirror, watching and giving instructions to the sorceress who speaks with her son. She instructed the sorceress to give her son a weapon for protection. Since he doesn't want to listen to his mother, maybe the witch can help warn him. The sorceress may have been in her life when she was alive. Perhaps the Mirror of Secrets belongs to her when she was Queen.
In any event, she is now deceased as seen in my words below:
I'm like you. I prefer to live in a more peaceful time in my childhood when life was simpler and the world moving at a slower pace. No road rage and major disasters daily or weekly.
Thanks so much for your visit and lovely compliment. I appreciate you engaging with my story. Only a few more chapters to go now I hope you stay with me until the end. Some surprising developments.
I can be late but I stay with you. Your story is the best way to relax after a hard day of work and the stress I dealt with in the past weeks.
Once the last episode ends I will start at part 1 and read each one of them smuggled in my bathrobe hopefully on the couch my son will save for. 😁
Thanks for writing this great story.
P.s. I don't know what I would do but I am not sure if I wanted an awful son to protect himself. He's too dangerous.
The queen could show up again or?
Mothers will be mothers until the end always holding out hope. Anything is possible in fiction, right?
Thanks so much for your feedback. I have thoroughly enjoyed it for my story. It gives me something to think about for the next chapters 🤓
Take care.
Wow, this is a good story tale. Loving it, glad to come onboard and see stories that gives the movie vibe. Pretty interesting
Do you read this from comics or from movies? Ya doing a great job, keep it up!!🙂
Hello @josephilaya. I'm pleased you liked Part 7 of my story series. I appreciate your kind compliment.
First, I love the genre of short fiction writing. My inspiration comes from seeing a photo and imagining what is happening behind the scenes that addresses all the items contained in the photo, then a story emerges. It's the same with my fractal designs and mixed media art projects. A photo can inspire much.
Second, I don't know if you noticed, but at the end of my post, I list the previous 6 chapters to my story if you are interesting in starting from the beginning. I envision roughly 10 chapters to conclusion.
Third, I write in the Freewriters and other writing communities. I love Freewriters because as the name suggests, you get to write that you think and feel. Sometimes you're given a photo or word prompt. I like both.
Thanks so much for your visit and support of my story. I also participate in the ZAPFICs and my own ZAPFIC250 story format.
Take care and have a good rest of your week.
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Great work!! Just gone through and you're doing extremely well!!
And the fact that you imagine most of what you post is what makes it. Even more amazing, keep up with the brilliant work!!
Thanks so much. A series is a bit difficult than one wrapped up short story, but ever so often I'm inspired.
Thanks for the reads. I appreciate it. Take care.
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I like you so much because when we look at ourselves in the miror, we think we are more beautiful.
You are correct @djbravo that some people enjoy admiring themselves in the mirror. I'm happy to hear you liked this chapter of the series. Thanks so much for your visit and lovely compliment.
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