Swordmaiden (or, what is yet to come) · 2:14am May 8th, 2017

“I rememb’r the time bef”re: I wast the daught’r of the stablemast’r of our l’rd’s estate, a young wench w’rth less than mine broth’r, who wast already pledg’d a squire to one of the l’rd's knights. As f’r me, if’t be true I wast fortuned, mine own fate wouldst be to marrye a valorous sir and beare that gent children. But then I wast walking through the moors near the abbey in Ponyshire, and I tumbl’d in. I bethought I wast dead – naught valorous cometh of falling into a bog! But then I wast withdrawn by these wondrous creatures who fear’d me f’r reasons I kneweth not. Those gents tooketh me bef’re their queen, and the lady did look at me with eyes of faith, as if’t be true the lady w’re mine own moth’r.

“The lady toldeth me I wast special, yond our kind w’re fear’d amongst the peoples, but yond the lady couldst ken I wast cut from a diff’rent cloth. And yond the lady did need a fearless maid’n, one yond wouldst roam the landeth in h’r name and protecte h’r people f’rev’r. Yond I wouldst be the Free Knight, beholden to none but h’r. And the lady did train me, both in sw’rdcraft and the arcane arts, and though I shall nev’r bear mine own children, I has't been hon’r’d with something most wondrous: an imm’rtal duty to defend those in need. A holidam thee too shall lief take.”

She pointed there. “I am the Free Knight, bearing mine sw’rd in the name of mine own grand mistress."

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