The Legend of Fatality

Lancasterburg ’s dungeons are no different than other dungeons. The small room, the iron fence with a thick wrist, and only a small vent. The solid wooden door was at least an inch thick, and there were n’t even oil lamps in the room. There was only a faint light from the cracks in the door, which was emitted by the oil lamps in the dungeon hallway.

The only living thing in the dungeon except Ambrose is the mouse. The food in the dungeon of Lancaster is probably better than Ambrose imagined, otherwise why are there so many mice? There were three mice in the corner of the wall probing the brain very boldly at the entrance of the rat hole, and one of them even crawled out and advanced towards the bedside of the cell.

Ambrose stretched out his hand, and the mouse was very vigilant at first and did not want to come over. However, after the guards of the cell delivered the food, Ambros distributed the bread to the mouse, and he was even willing to stand in Ambrose's hands. Looking at the mouse friend standing on his hand, Ambrose was not sure whether he would rot in the cell like a mouse, or whether he would be dragged out of the cell the next day and his head cut off.

In the dark cell, Ambrose remembered his sister. Before they executed Anne, she was also held in a similar cell. Will she feel cold and lonely like him? Maybe she also has a mouse as a companion. Maybe now her destiny is his future destiny. Ambrose leaned against the bed, thinking of his sister and brother. He felt his eyes were a little wet, not because of the fear of death, but because of the empty space in his heart because of the lack of them, which made him feel sad. .

He did not want others to see tears, which would make him look weak and unreliable. He turned to think that Prince Lothal would see him as an honorable man who brought news that might save his kingdom, or an opponent to be removed? Did Princess Catherine risk him so much? The news she brought tells them? Can she escape before the invasion?

His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the cell door. A soldier came in-a man under Lotel in a blue cloak-came in and bowed.

"Please follow me, Sir Ambrose."

Ambrose blinked, watching the soldier's lantern suddenly lit up in surprise and astonishment. This is not the kind of invitation he expected. But he certainly won't let it go.

"Happy to serve."

They climbed the winding stairs from the cold stone dungeon to a warmer place: a room with exquisite beds, tables and chairs. There were windows there, but they were all locked and the door was locked from the outside after the soldiers left.

Despite this, Ambrose was glad that he didn't have to share the room with his friends and mice. When he was lying on the bed, he let the faint light of hope spread in his heart. This is definitely a good sign, is n’t it? Although he did n’t know how to do it, did Catherine do it? No matter who is behind the scene, as long as they want to cut off your head, they will not transfer a prisoner from the dungeon To this place.

However ... the situation is still dangerous. Perhaps Bill Barry ’s invasion will begin within a few hours. Who knows what will happen when the war begins! The soldier in the blue cloak interrupted his thoughts again, and he opened the door to let a guest in.

"Prince Lotter." Ambrose stood up and bowed.

Lotel sat in his chair and motioned for the guard to leave. Both sides experienced a long silence.

"Sir Ambrose, I must thank you for the news you brought us." In his hand with scars, Lotel secretly handed Ambrose a letter to Catherine. "You took a great risk."

"But I seem to be your prisoner. Although this cell is much more comfortable than the one I lived in."

Lothal smiled. "I believe you understand that I must show my position in front of Prince Peverly. Later I need to talk to Princess Catherine to learn more about your situation. Now I think I know your situation. So I should ask you What do I want to do. If I opened that door, where would you go? "

Ambrose hesitated. Of course, he wanted to go to Catherine, but he could hardly say this to her fiance. So he said, "I'm not sure."

"Okay," Lotel said, "you have time to think about it. I'm not going to let you go now."

"So I am still your prisoner."

"You can think of yourself as my guest," Lotaire objected. "And at my house. You will have the best food and wine. However, at least when Peverley is still at my house, your Freedom is quite limited. "

"I can ask, what are you going to do with my message to the princess?" Ambrose asked.

"Tonight I'm going to ride north with hundreds of people. More knights will follow." Lothal hesitated, but said his plan. "If your news is reliable."

"There are thousands of people in Bill Barry, and maybe tens of thousands."

"Yes, but thanks to you, we know he is coming. The messenger birds have been sent to all the fortresses in the west to warn them that they will be attacked. If they cannot block the army of Bill Barry at the border, they will return Rosab. The castle there can use one hundred people against one thousand people. For me, the important thing is to get there as soon as possible. And I cannot rely on a large army to do this. "

"What about Peverly? Did you find out more about his involvement?"

Lothal shook his head. "I can confront him, but he will deny everything. This will remind him that we know their plans. He may have a way to tell his father that it will destroy any little advantage we may have ~ www .NovelMTL.com ~ I guess his plan is to sneak out of Lancasterburg during the wedding celebration and join his troops in the west. "

"What are your plans for him?"

"We are monitoring him and his people all the time. For now, this is what we can do. It wasn't until Bill Bally's army crossed the border that we started the war. He is still my guest and future brother-in-law. Lothal stood up and wanted to leave, and suddenly he seemed to think of something, frowning and turning to ask. "This reminds me-you haven't asked about the wedding yet."

Ambrose couldn't help laughing. "You have to ride a horse to the west to fight Princess Catherine's father. I guess the wedding is cancelled."

"Not really. The wedding will be postponed, that's all. When this war is over-if we are going to war-we will still get married. Catherine proved her loyalty to me and Burtania. Once I and her My father has negotiated and I will come back, and then we can hold the wedding. "

"So the only obstacle between you and Princess Catherine is the war with her father. Ambrose smiled again." Good luck. "

After he left the room, he was thinking about it all the way. Lotel felt something seemed wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was. Maybe it's Ambrose's attitude, maybe it's a bit inappropriate to use the wedding as a way to divert attention. Bill Bally ’s choice to invade Burtania was an extremely foolish decision, even if it was only the invasion of Lancaster.

But what about the letter, Lotaire was in deep contemplation, and he took it out again and read it carefully from beginning to end. He had not seen the notes of King Bill Barry, but the seal on the letter should be true. Maybe he should ask his father, he is more visionary than himself, maybe he can see the real intention of Bill Barry.