The Dragon Epilogue
3.
One hundred mounted Torrin soldiers, dressed in grey tunics, steel helmets and chain mail armour, and armed with swords or spears, positioned their horses around the carriage.
The Princess said as swords, spears and chain mail armour continued past her window.
“Is this necessary?” the Princess said as headless torso after headless torso passed her window. “We’ve had eight years of peace since the Ikedan invasion. Surely, we could scale my escort down to fifty men, even fewer. It would make the trip north much faster.” “How would your father answer that question?” said Okori, her focus on the passing horses.
The Princess groaned. “Yes, yes, when you become ruler, blah, blah, blah…”
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“I’m a cat person.”
“Stop it.” The Princess rubbed her eye with one hand and pawed the comment away with the other.
“That’s the spirit.”
“Dad!”
The King laughed. “As your father, I take the job of embarrassing you seriously. Besides, your beauty shouldn’t embarrass you, especially since you inherited it from your mother. She too was tall, beautiful and insightful, but if my praise annoys you, I’ll compliment Okori …show more content…
She understood the Princess’s reluctance to accept compliments. In truth, the monarch was plain, though she flowed with grace beyond looks. “Okori.” The King turned to her. “I’d wager many men would hire you, regardless whether they needed protection, just to have you stand beside them.”
Okori bowed slightly.
“See, how hard was that?” the King said, throwing his hands in the air.
The Princess smiled. “At my age, near impossible. Now stop creeping on my guardian and get going.”
“Very funny. But you’re right. I must bid you farewell. Good luck with your journey. And stay safe, please.”
“I will, Dad. I promise.”
The King turned back to Okori. “Now, I permit you to make my daughter keep her promise, by any means necessary.”
“Father, don’t encourage her, please! She’s strict enough already.”
The King smiled. “That’s why I hired her.”
“I’ll see you in a week’s time. Now go, I’ll be fine. I promise.”
“Fine, I’m going,” he said. “I worry is all.”
“I know, Dad. Thanks.”
The King hugged his daughter and kissed her on the cheek. He hugged Okori also, albeit to whisper “watch her” in Okori’s ear once more before letting her go.
“Always,” Okori whispered
One hundred mounted Torrin soldiers, dressed in grey tunics, steel helmets and chain mail armour, and armed with swords or spears, positioned their horses around the carriage.
The Princess said as swords, spears and chain mail armour continued past her window.
“Is this necessary?” the Princess said as headless torso after headless torso passed her window. “We’ve had eight years of peace since the Ikedan invasion. Surely, we could scale my escort down to fifty men, even fewer. It would make the trip north much faster.” “How would your father answer that question?” said Okori, her focus on the passing horses.
The Princess groaned. “Yes, yes, when you become ruler, blah, blah, blah…”
The passing horses stopped to let Ensen through to …show more content…
“I’m a cat person.”
“Stop it.” The Princess rubbed her eye with one hand and pawed the comment away with the other.
“That’s the spirit.”
“Dad!”
The King laughed. “As your father, I take the job of embarrassing you seriously. Besides, your beauty shouldn’t embarrass you, especially since you inherited it from your mother. She too was tall, beautiful and insightful, but if my praise annoys you, I’ll compliment Okori …show more content…
She understood the Princess’s reluctance to accept compliments. In truth, the monarch was plain, though she flowed with grace beyond looks. “Okori.” The King turned to her. “I’d wager many men would hire you, regardless whether they needed protection, just to have you stand beside them.”
Okori bowed slightly.
“See, how hard was that?” the King said, throwing his hands in the air.
The Princess smiled. “At my age, near impossible. Now stop creeping on my guardian and get going.”
“Very funny. But you’re right. I must bid you farewell. Good luck with your journey. And stay safe, please.”
“I will, Dad. I promise.”
The King turned back to Okori. “Now, I permit you to make my daughter keep her promise, by any means necessary.”
“Father, don’t encourage her, please! She’s strict enough already.”
The King smiled. “That’s why I hired her.”
“I’ll see you in a week’s time. Now go, I’ll be fine. I promise.”
“Fine, I’m going,” he said. “I worry is all.”
“I know, Dad. Thanks.”
The King hugged his daughter and kissed her on the cheek. He hugged Okori also, albeit to whisper “watch her” in Okori’s ear once more before letting her go.
“Always,” Okori whispered