...He ordered no more than thirty four white horses to march into the city at noon. The dukes official guard has come to take matters into there own hands. The Duke himself rode in front and lead his clan. He was a striking figure, dressed in a black cloak. His white steed snorted and scraped the muddy ground impatiently with his golden hoof....
The guards behind were smiling and casually talking to one another. The were dressed in royal attire and were seemingly in light spirits. These men knew they would bring peace and end all chaos with one step.
meanwhile as they waited outside the city gates, within the city a large crowd of angry women were sneering and screaming from within.
"Pathetic!" the future king chuckled deeply under his breath. his golden sword glinted in the sharp rays of the august sun.
They rode in trot. the sharp clipperty clop of hooves upon the cobbles did not yet overpower the snarling and spitting crowd. But then a woman wearing a dirty white bonnet heard something rumbling from the distance...
"oooh ... everyone, look... see whats coming... oh dear lord..." She exclaimed in an worried voice to every one that could hear her.
After a minute or so the crowd was silent as they watched their fate approach...
The earls eyes sparkled darkly and he reared his horse to a halt with a gentle tug of his halter. The rest of the men obeyed and stopped too. their steeds stood within inches of the mumbling, whispering women.
he smiled... a cynical handsome smile.. his brow was proud and commanding and he seemed to know which direction events were planned to go.
almost like a god, he seemed to command even the wind that day... the breeze turned icy and ripped through the crowd.. causing the feminists to clutch tighter to their shawls.
"Thou hast disgraced thyself's..." his voice was gentle... and his eyes were smiling... it was as if he was scolding a flock of naughty children and was seemly amused by their sneakiness..
" all ye, women who think themselves to even be worth the ground that ye all tread upon are sadly mistaken... all you disobedient wretches have dared to speak against your own feminine nature with your silly and pathetic movement. It's a great a shame that you need a king to command and correct you from your immoral and sinful ways. Its an utter disgrace and to be fair all you ugly women have made yourselves even uglier in the eyes of your nation and the crown. Go back now... get with thee to your peasant abodes and get back to your kitchens and chores. Your husbands will be awaiting their dinner"
After this speech he then ordered the guard to escort the women back their houses. Due to the fear of being arrested... mostly all of the silent and disgraced feminist union members complied in a grudgingly slow way. it was rather odd to see all these angry screaming people to suddenly be quietened down by a single man who towered calmly over them.
After the spectical was carried out and ended. Lord Meriwether and his men made there way to the stornoway castle for a steak lunch.. the ice wind had now ceased and the sun was blooming once again..
after hearing of this news... The gentry, even though they acted angry and criticized the king yet again for being evil and unfair... were actually, in spite of themselves, secretly jealous of the sinister young man who had seemed to have succeeded in making the nation bow to his will ever since his arrival last year... on that moody and dark day...
