Noah

Lord Ezra

"My lord , a rider from the castle just came through . He wishes to speak with you privately." Sir Ashton said , as he bowed down to his master. The young lord swore under his breathe and asked the old man to seek the rider and make him wait in the main parlour .

The lanky young man , waited for an hour outside the mansion . Standing besides his horse , sweating under the sun, waiting for lord Ezra's men to come get him. He knew the young lord was too proud to come get him himself . So he waited for a servant or maid to come get him , to spare him the suffering of standing under the scorching , hot , merciless sun .

After an hour , the waiting ended . A guard came out , leading the man into the parlour .

The parlour was spacious and a sight to behold . A beautiful piano in the right corner of the room , beautiful sofa seats , cushions with gold embroidery and only the best of everything . The ceilings were high and the walls beautifully painted and decorated with paintings by renowned artists .

There at the window pane , facing outside was a tall man . The man had a powerful , authoritative aura . His shoulders were broad and stiff . Head held high , and a cloud of arrogance and pride over his head . He wore a black leather trousers , a black waistcoat with gold lining and buttons and a white shirt inside .

The sunlight made his blond hair look almost white . The rider bowed his head in submission , " Mi Lord , his Majesty has just returned from war , and he has asked for you to come see him . "

"War ?" Ezra said , turning around now facing the rider that his old friend had sent . He studied the man , noticing fear in his eyes.

"Yes Mi lord , war . The French had attacked Windsor castle , four moons ago, and the King had to ride with his men to slay them all for good . I've heard the warriors say that the king was surrounded by 8 Frenchmen who tried to get him to submit . Poor men , they all begged for mercy, later . But the king slit their throats and let them slowly choke on their own blood ."

"Hmmm , and why is it that the king asks for me ? " Ezra knew his friend well . He knew Noah wanted to celebrate his victory and to get him to be his hand . Noah and Ezra were like brothers , since childhood they had always been together . Their fathers before them , the same . Noah was the only son and the rightful heir to the throne . Raised to be the perfect king and man .

Ever since the old king died , Noah tried persuading his best mate to come live at the castle as his hand and advisor .

"Mi lord , i was only told to deliver this much . They told me nothing more . I'm sorry but i do not know why the king asks for you "

"Your horse has been tended to , there is water and food in the bags that are on your horse . Ride back to the castle and inform the king of my coming ."

With that being said , he walked out the room with long strides and left for his chambers .

After all , he had a long night ahead .