The Knights and the Dragon

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The Knights and the Dragon

The wind howled against the trees and moors, an uncanny sense was in the bleak night's air. Sir Fredrick balanced himself on his own two feet. He looked around. Nothing in sight. They were still in the land of the dragon, thankful to God to be alive. He whispered a small prayer watching the heat of his breath raise to the heavens above, hoping that in chance The Lord would answer his words. Carefully he mounted his companion Sir Cambell onto his worn out steed and collected their weapons. Within a few moments they had started their journey home knowing that on the morrow they would be back in the realm, safe and warm.

The sun shone early in the morning. Upon arrival the castle stood tall and grand overlooking the barren land. A small mist had gathered and with the blinding sun in his eyes blurred the knight, Sir Fredrick's vision. A blurred out figure appeared over one of the battlements.

" Who goes there?" echoed the voice,

" It is I... Sir Fredrick returned from my quest."

" Ah.... Aye! Welcome back Sir, a pleasure to see you again!"

The wooden draw bridge was lowered slowly, and the portcullis opened. Sir Fredrick entered with tight rein on his horse.

"Sir Fredrick!" belted the guard,

the knight turned around.

" It is on highest request of our king, King Arthur, that you attend the banquet prepared tonight in the royal hall, and redeem the kingdom of your gallant story."

He nodded in reply and carried on. He took Sir Cambell to the burial ground in order for a proper send off on the morrow. From there some men took his steed to the stables.

Sir Fredrick entered the main hall, suddenly all was hushed. A cheer was given,

" All hail Sir Fredrick!" They all chanted.

A squire approached him with a goblet of wine. He accepted it and took a seat. All eyes were focused on him.
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"Sir... if you may, tell us of your quest." Said a child of only 9 years of age.

The knight sighed, opened his mouth but yet before anything was to come out he was interrupted. From one of the people was yelled

" Where is our good knight Sir Cambell?"

" I will tell you beginning to end, I pledge you my word. Within the tale I tell you, your question should be answered." Replied Sir Fredrick.

There was people getting settled for a few minutes then silence was given to Sir Fredrick.

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