Mystery of the Masamune Part 1
Guardia's Knight
By The Game God
Glenn stood in his quarters looking out at the sun rising over the hilly
countryside of Guardia. He pondered over where his life was coming
from and where it was going. A few years had passed since he had allied
himself with a group of warriors to fight an indescribable evil, a deed which
the world was none the wiser. Indeed, Glenn was happy; he was the
highest-ranking knight of the court of Guardia. The kingdom had rejoiced
over their victory against Magus and the recent birth of Djané, 22nd
Princess of Guardia.
Glenn was happy in his personal life as well. He was married to the
most beautiful, gentle and kind person he had ever met. Glenn never
thought he would find love again until he first saw Schala, wayward princess
to a kingdom which no longer existed. Glenn looked over at his young
wife.
She looked like an angel as she lay on their bed, naked beneath the silky
sheets sleeping. She was the best thing that ever happened to him.
Even with all these things in his life that made him whole, Glenn felt there
was something more… something calling to him.
“Good morning.” a soft voice said. Glenn looked over at the
sleepy violet eyes gazing at him. Schala sat up in the bed, covering
herself, never forgetting the lady she was. “Did you sleep
well?” Schala asked with a smile.
Glenn wanted to say yes, but he could never lie as long as he was looking
into Schala’s eyes. “No…”
“Was it that dream again?”
Glenn shook his head; “It is more than just a dream, Jewel.”
Schala smiled, she loved it when Glenn used his pet name for her. “It
is something more…” he glanced at the window, “… as if
something is calling me.”
Schala slid out of the bed and into her dressing gown. She moved toward
Glenn and put a hand on his shoulder. “You’ll figure out
what it is Kaeru…” She too had a pet name for Glenn, an archaic
word which meant noble frog. “I believe in you.”
- - - Mystery of the Masamune - - -
By mid-morning, Glenn headed to the royal chambers to speak to King Toran
and Queen Leene. Glenn knocked on the large door of oak and gold.
“Enter.” A voice said from within. Glenn opened the door
to see Leene nursing the infant princess.
Glenn quickly turned his head, “I’m terribly sorry, your
Majesty.”
“Glenn, you’ve seen a lot more of me than this…” she
smiled, “… or have you forgotten?”
“I would rather leave the past where it is, your Majesty.”
He glanced over at her and saw Leene in a way he had never seen her before…
as a mother. “I need to speak with the king.”
“He is not here, Glenn.” Leene replied, “He’s in
the throne room with the Chancellor.”
Glenn bowed to her, “Thank you, your Majesty.” He quickly
departed and moved down the stairs where King Toran and Chancellor Eironan
were speaking. Before Glenn approached the king, the Chancellor left.
King Toran looked over at the tall, verdant-haired knight. “Glenn,
how nice to see you.”
“Indeed.” Glenn said. “I must speak with you, your Majesty.”
Toran moved toward the door that led into the art gallery, “Then please,
follow me.” Glenn moved toward the door behind his king.
The two men looked around at the brilliant paintings and sculptures that
lined the walls of the art gallery. “What is on your mind, my
friend.”
“I…” Glenn was unsure how he would explain to his king that
he needed to leave, but didn’t know exactly why.
Toran glanced over at him, “Is something wrong?”
“I am not sure…” Glenn replied, “In my dreams, and even
when I am awake at times, I feel a pull.”
“A pull?”
“I do not know another way to describe it…” Glenn said, “I
feel as though something is pulling me away from here. Something from
another time…” Glenn glanced over at Toran who looked confused.
“Sheer lunacy, I know.” Glenn quickly added.
Toran smiled, “Glenn… the voices inside us are constantly speaking
we just have to listen.” Glenn stopped walking and looked at a
painting done of him seven years ago… when he was still a frog.
“What is the voice telling you know?”
“It is asking me questions and telling me to search for an answer.”
- - - Mystery of the Masamune - - -
Glenn had already dress himself in his knight’s garb and was putting
on his armored chest-plate when Schala entered the room. “Kaeru,
where are you going?”
He turned to see his gorgeous wife standing in the doorway as he slid the
Masamune into the sheath on his back. “I wish I knew, Jewel, but
it will only be for a short time.”
Schala moved toward Glenn and wrapped her long, slender arms around him.
“Be safe.” She whispered. She kissed him softly on the lips.
“Come back to me.”
The held each other lovingly. “Nothing will stop me from returning to
your tender embrace.” This would be their first time apart since
they had wed. Neither wanted this to happen, but Glenn could not go
on without silencing this mysterious and Schala could not go on know she
had kept Glenn from an unknown truth.
- - - Mystery of the Masamune - - -
After he had put his most trusted knight, Kez Noral, in charge of the Square Table, Glenn left the castle and headed through Guardia Forest. He looked out across the grassy plains of Guardia. He breathed deeply before he pulled the Masamune free from his sheath. “Show me the way…” he said to the blade. He could feel a strange pulse of energy in the blade pulling him to the south… almost as if it were beckoning him.
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