Queen James'

Queen James'(Richard) Queen James'

Elwood is King James' IV 400 acres of land, father of Queen James' V, husband of Lucy James'-Marilyn. Princess James' VI is the daughter of Queen James' and Prince consort Cooper. Mr. Shawl is the highest rank as a warlord and is James' IV most loyal warrior. Zachery received magical garments from a wizard to aid the life of Queen James V' as well as Queen James' V warlord. Deputy-chief Carla Loorad is the best friend of Queen James' V. Tibet is King Thomas Williams 200 acres of land, husband of Lanna Williams, brother of King James IV'. His highest warrior, warlord Copper, was promoted to prince consort once marrying his niece Queen James V'. River-Valley is 8 acres of land-entrance to Tibet. Sun-Valley is 33 land to reaching Tibet. The rest land is called just Tibet. Lucy is the very first horse being golden-from Queen Lucy James' to Queen James V'. Queen James' V gave the horse her mother's name.

I've lost so much to there is nothing more to loose. It was the coldest day ever been. Trees literally were in glaciers. A bear remain frozen over the body of a warrior, as that warrior had no weapon my mother's sister was lucky. Instead of being devoured she remained frozen. A vehemently monster living in a swamp once made its way to Elwood, then tore the flesh from all bodies. As the warriors brawl that beast outdoors. I spotted my father sprinting inside the castle. Being vehemently was necessarily if he wanted to get inside. Suddenly my door was busted open and fell into several pieces. My father's warlord Mr. Shawl took hold of me and wasted no time escorting me down the fifty stairs. I commented countless of utterance. Nothing was responded. After finally reaching destination, where my father kept our warriors accomplishments, he waited for my arrival. He said I would have to go without him, but he'll meet me. He knew where he wanted me and with whom. He got down on one knee then took my hand. He said, "Sweetheart you're going have to go without me. I must put an end to the life of this beast. I will meet you with extra information at Sun-Valley in thirty minutes. Do one favor for me-listen to warlord and I know you will survive. I need you to be my brave young soldier. Okay?" I refused to hug him caused I believed him when saying he'll meet me. Warlord Shawl and I rode on Lucy out from underground. He were passing warriors brawling and corpse. I screamed when that beast hand yanked my hair. Almost bringing me down. However, Shawl rescued me. That is why I keep this as a souvenir. To remember that heroic moment. Warlord Shawl and I waited nearby uncle Thomas's Sun-Valley land for my father arrival. He never showed. I regretted not hugging my daddy. I regretted not telling my daddy I love him. But for some reason it stopped bothering me. As I thought if my daddy was dead and in cloud nine then he could watch over me and listen. If he was no longer living, I thought of the positive. I had peace knowing he would be happy again with my mother lying aside him in bed again. One reason of my story baby girl is that even though daddy is gone he isn't gone. Daddies and mommies will always be close to their offsprings, no matter what ensues. A month passed before I received a note from my dad. Driven in by a mail-carrier. "Are you princess Lucy James' V," he asked. "Yes, I am," I answered. "I was told by King James' to bring this a month after the fight," mail-carrier had said. He gave the note from my father. It read, "Sweetheart, sorry for my absence. Unfortunately, I couldn't make it. Therefore, I'd like you to live with your uncle. But until you are ready to take full control of my land a task must be made. Before my leaving I've shoved my sword into my stone-statue. Whomever is capable of removing my sword shall become ruler. But beware of the consequences." A decade had passed I was eighteen I've decided to give it a chance. That night before my leaving, Mr. Shawl had died. He was sixty four. First belief was he died of old age. Until doctors discovered lots and lots of drugs he took-killing him instantly. The chirping of birds woke me up. Lucy still alive, yet she isn't doing very well. She gets slower and sicker, and I knew I'd have to be ready to deal with her death. King Williams caught me leaving, with knowledge why. He bestowed me great assistance on my quest. I rode there on Mack-a brown horse. After a decade I stood surprised in seeing no one had claimed nor lived there, shocked in seeing many known beloved warriors' corpse. They died in great honor. In the middle of Elwood I stood. Slowly I gripped the sword handle. It was very loose. I thought it would had been easier than lifting my soon to be child. Yes, sweetheart I was pregnant with you. It wouldn't leave the stone. And to this very day remains King James' almighty sword. Another year passed--August tenth to be exact, then uncle Williams tried removing King James' sword. Everyone wanted the sword of King James'. It was too powerful for him too. A month afterwards there was this woman and I were greatest friends. She was from the village and had took over her mother blade and revolver shop. It was a day like living in the wild, wild, west. I was riding on Mack followed by these knights my uncle insisted I kept along side me. Every since Lucy death Mack have always been my main friend. Getting me to and away quickly. As I speak he is exactly twenty four years old. I had them to keep watch outdoors as I receive what I came for. I approached the counter and asked for my blades to be sharpen. She took them into the back where she was sharpening them better than ever. I sat into a chair guarded by many knights. Suddenly my head fell onto the table into a dream. Then the sound of screaming in fear woke me up. To observe the owner of blade and revolver being physically touch. I walked up near the guy and poked his shoulder. He turned around mad as a bull-shoved me to a table. It broke once I fell on top. I stopped all knights from kicking his ass. I said to the guy, "You must not be from here to shove a queen. However, I will allow that, but watching you touch on a female when she constantly request you to stop. If someone doesn't stop you now, then there's a possibility you'll begin to rape. I won't allow that on my land. Therefore, you and I are gonna brawl. Until death to one of us is when it ends." He said, "To be a female you have balls." "Rude he is," princess James VI interrupt. "Yeah rude, sweetheart." Warlord Zachery is my knight. Approached to ask if I really wanted this. If not he'll fight. I wasn't the kind of person that needed help. My father once told me, "Those that construct gangs are scared of the dark." "I know what you must be thinking sweetheart. What does that quote have to do with any of what I'm telling?" It meant a lot to me. To me I heard constructing gangs means you wish not to fight your own fights. One you're weak. Two you're scared. I wasn't weak or scared I am daughter of King James' IV. Villagers encircled the perimeter, others peek out their windows. The Guy jumped up and down. I supposed he was getting loose. While I stood there just staring. My warlord approached then whisper, "Which would you prefer?" I responded, "He has no weapon and no armor." I got prepared just like him. Men mouth almost fell off once my shirt was removed. Slowly we approached one another. So closed we could've kissed. For a while we just stood, while the sun beamed on us. I said, "Anytime you strike I shall. Pound as if I was a man. I was born to take a hit. I won't flinch, I won't cry, and damn hell I won't run." He turned around with knowledge, damn she's tough, or as I thought. I had turned around when he tugged me into the air by my hair. Punched me in my mouth and just let me fall. There was so much blood dripping from my mouth. Felt like I lost all my tooth from that assail. Still on the ground, took a quick glimpse at the puddle of blood. I felt weaken. Couldn't stand on my feet. Zachery came near. He said, "Now would you prefer my help? I can end this right now." I refused help from anyone. I arose and shouted for him. Soon getting near him I swung my left fist then right fist in his face. He stood like it didn't bother him. One struck in my face sent me into bars. I choked up. I saw him walking up behind me through a window. From the back of my neck he lifted me off the ground. I kicked trying to get loose. Still couldn't do anything. I was told to be a brave soldier from my father. I was told what it meant from my uncle. "A brave soldier doesn't quick until victory is won," said my uncle. The woman shouted,"A brave soldier does whatever's necessary!"