Treacherous Queen 2

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Treacherous Queen 2

Summon a brigade 
of my best men; 
that they may ride 
beyond these castle walls
across the country side. 

This nomad clearly-is in hiding. 

I care not what you must do; 
gold and silver will you carry-
that you may question 
anyone that you may encounter. 

He will be with satchel. 
Inside will you find:
parchments and writing Instruments. 
Ink-will he have. 

I know this man. 
He will have candles
and cheap perfumes-
only fitting for a peasant
at market . 

Away
and do not return-
without what I have commanded
you bring. 

~What shall we do
if we indeed find him-my Queen? 

Secure him firmly around his ankles. 
Do not harm his hands. 
Let them remain free 
for now. 
I only want the pleasure
of chaining them together
as he kneels before me. 
Fitting for someone as such-
will I demand. 

~My Queen-what of the letters? 

Seize everything he holds. 
Everything. 
They are of great importance. 

~The letters in the vault my Queen? 

Those are of no concern to you. 
I all but wish to gather them all-
and burn them before him. 

~ Forgive me my Queen -
I do not understand. 
What then will you spend 
countless hours reading .

Do not amuse yourself-
if it were not for me 
granting you your position~
would I not allow you
to even speak. 

~Forgive me Queen. 

No further questions-
before you leave
move the letters to my chambers
where I retire. 
I only care to smell
the ambiance of his words
grow sour. 

~Have you given thought my Queen-
these letters may be of some value? 

There's is no value in his words. 
He is a heartless wonderer of the night. 
Impressed  I am not. 

Now leave. 

~May I read one my Queen? 

Never ask such a question again. 
He is heartless, now leave-
before you are replaced
due to your unwarranted curiosity. 

~Forgive me my Queen. 

Leave. 

~Forgive me my Queen. 

What have you placed before my feet? 

~A letter my Queen. 

4/17/2017  ©
Alfredo Gonzales
OB1

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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