Shade Bigge (Royal Palace/Dungeon, Helies) (Its long but its worth it! Promise!)
Shade was in the process of polishing her armor when Horus approached her. “Shade Bigges! Come with me." He turned around and began down the hallway fully expecting her to follow.
Shade stood and followed Horus obediently. "Yes, Sir?"
"The king has an honorary task for you." Horus says, leading her to the dungeons. "The king wishes for you to kill a dangerous prisoner of ours. Be wary; even incapacitated they are still dangerous."
Shade's stoic expression took on a confused look. Why did the King wish her, a mere Captain to kill a prisoner? "Who have we captured?"
"A war prisoner. She engaged with our forces that were returning back at home." Horus took her to an occupied cell. “This is Guardian Major General Illya Lott."
Shade paused before the woman, force-ably controlling her expression to show no emotion. She nearly gagged from the wounds of torture that marred the woman’s body. "The Guardians were successful in the peace treaty with the king. Why then would she attack our troops?" She questioned.
"The causes were unclear to the our men. The fact is that the treaty has been violated." Horus replied simply.
Shade's forehead furrowed slightly while observing the extensive torture wounds. "What has she said?"
"Absolutely nothing."
Nothing? All this and she’s said nothing? "And the king has ordered me to execute her? Are we certain the treaty was violated by them and not by King's Guard unaware of the treaty?"
"We don't question the order. I just carry them out. Get the job done, and then report back to me." Horus orders then left, closing the cell door behind him.
Shade approached Illya cautiously, a hand on her dagger. "If you want to try some more torture, the boot is still in perfect condition." Illya sneers at her, spitting blood at her feet.
"I am not here to torture you." Shade's grip on her dagger tightens. "Why did guardians break the peace treaty? What do you have to gain?" She demanded.
Illya laughed bitterly, then coughed from the pain. "What have we to gain by breaking a treaty? I honestly can't tell you, because I don't know why either. Open your eyes. The king attacked us."
Shade drew her dagger aiming it at the woman's heart, advancing. "Lies! The King would not be so dishonorable to disregard a treaty made in peace." She growls at her. "I would've thought your negotiator to be smarter than this, or perhaps it was you and the other savages in your party to try and take advantage of our King's goodwill.”
"Believe what you want.” Illya huffed. “I’m not going to be around to preach to you that you have been misled you entire life into idolizing your Monarchs."
Shade's dagger pressed against the woman's chest, drawing blood. "Do you have any last words, Traitor?"
"Tell me, do you know of a man they call 'Ronald'?"
"What of him?"
"Next time you see him, pay attention to his arm. I did that. Now we must wonder what a Helies guard was doing so far in Whitewood."
Shade took a mental step back and Illya continued. "Think about it, and maybe if you realized the truth, you'd gut the sick brute the next time you see him."
Shade’s eyes widened slightly. If that was true then that meant there was a traitor among the King's guards, trying to foil the King's Treaty. She raised sheathed her dagger and took a step back. "If you are lying, I will end you, painfully." She growls.
Shade unlocks the dungeon door, leaves and searches out Ronald. She found the brute snoring away in his bunk. Quietly, carefully, she pulled up his sleeve. Just as Illya had said...knife wounds. This was bad. She backed away, and rushed to find Horus. He had to know what she’d just discovered.
"Sir. I have reason to believe Ronald is a traitor. I have strong proof that he attacked the guardians unprovoked to try and destroy the King's Peace treaty with them." She declared upon finding him.
"Ronald is under Richard's watchful eye.” Horus retorts. “It's impossible that he could be a traitor."
"Then why was he clear in Whitewood engaging the guardians in battle the night of their return home? He has wounds on his arm, proof that he fought the guardian you hold in that cell. If Richard is aware of this..." She let the insinuation sit without saying the words.
Horus's eyes narrow at her. "Are you, then, questioning the King's demands? He didn't call for an investigation. He assigned you a simple job and expects you to carry it out. The King would start an investigation if he didn't know the situation himself."
"Sir, if there is a traitor among us, then surely the King would want to know. If he were aware of Ronald's actions in Whitewood, surely he would be attempting to mend the situation with the Guardians and not executing one of their party, who is innocent in this case."
"I don't know what the situation was. The King informed me that the Guardians had turned on and assaulted us. Surely he would have figured out if the fault was ours or not?"
"Perhaps Ronald has deceived him." Standing at attention and with the utmost respect Shade said, "Please allow me to present the information I have discovered to the King before we start a war with the Guardians over a probable traitor."
"Soldier, I have to ask you to step down. I know that the king always has his reasons, and it's not our job to question him. Have faith that he has the kingdom's best interest at heart.
"Sir, if he is missing critical information to make an accurate judgement it is our duty to inform him." She insist, respectfully. "I cannot in good conscious kill an innocent woman."
"That women attacked and killed our men! Not just Ronald...and in cold blood! Have you spoken with her?"
"I have. That is how I know Ronald was there that night. Why would the King's Guard be among them if they left in peace and refused escort."
"Have you heard the way they whisper about the king behind his back?" Horus retorts.
"I have spoken with the negotiator, and know that they desire peace more than we did and showed considerable effort in respecting our traditions. Regardless of how they whisper, a treaty was formed...and they left without provocation or escort. If a number of our King's Guard truly were with Ronald and were killed then I again question what they were doing there in the first place if not provoking the guardians."
Horus sighed inwardly. "If you want to know what happened, ask the king about it. I just received the order that she was to be executed."
"Then please get me an audience with him that we may resolve this situation."
"Very well." Horus gestured for her to follow, and he took her to King’s throne. Upon entering, Horus announced her. “Your majesty, Captain Biggs is seeking counsel with you."
Shade kneels before the King. "Your Majesty. I believe we have a traitor in a our midst. It seems that despite your agreement to a peace Treaty with the guardians and their peaceful exit from the city without an escort, a number of King's Guardsmen, along with Ronald engaged in combat with the guardians in White-wood. The proof of the combat is on Ronald's arms and according to Commander Horus a number of King's Guard were also killed. I fear there is a conspiracy to undermine you, my King, and ask that you investigate this situation further before ordering the execution of the prisoner."
"Ronald? There must be a misunderstanding. He was sent to help the King's Guard in Geraldis move to Helies. A man of his size, he was the obvious choice. On the way back, as I was informed, it appears the Guardians started a skirmish between the men. They had no choice but to engage."
"Forgive my skepticism, my King. But why would the guardians come here for negotiations, go to the effort of making a treaty simply to break it by attacking the King's Guard. They have nothing to gain and everything to lose. Is there a possibility that Ronald has lied to you, my King, in order to undermine your authority and destroy the treaty that has been set?"
"An entire squad betraying the crown?" Rufus glanced at Horus disapprovingly. "If that is what you think your comrades would do, I'd have to examine the possibility, along with establish the bounds permitted for the King's Guard. Although, I have to give my men the benefit of doubt and, for this issue, my decision is final." His voice was cool and even. "If you feel uncomfortable with performing the execution, we certainly can arrange something." Rufus glanced briefly at Horus who stood behind her.
Shade continues, her head still bowed. "If she is innocent, My Lord, and we execute her...you could be breaking your own treaty and starting a war with the guardians." A shiver goes down her spine. Out of the corner of her eye she sees how close Horus' shadow had gotten. Illya's words ring through her mind. "Open your eyes. The king attacked us." Her eyes fix on the shadow, her heart rate suddenly increasing. What if....
"I highly suspect that the attack was not an accident. I had provided them with a seal the day they left, so they obviously attacked our men with the intentions of doing so.” He looks down at her, speaking casually. “You know, my father told me a story when I was younger...It was of a fox that stole the lion's meat, but then accused his peers to be the thief. The lion fell victim to the fox's intelligence, and ended up punishing the wrong animals. Each day, another one of the lion's meats would vanish, and he would again ask the fox who had done it, until the fox was the only one left.” His voice takes on a subtle venom. “I hope a fox isn't trying to play with me right now."
She starts, and looks up at him, his sly smile masking his true face. The hint was loud and clear. If she said anymore he would consider her a threat and would deal with her accordingly. Why would he say such a thing, unless...he truly had something to hide. Her heart drops into her stomach. The real traitor…was the king.
She bows her head. "If this is your decision, my King, then I obey. Thankyou for taking the time to speak with me."
"Very well then.” Rufus seems to relax. “I hope that clarifies matters."
"It does, my King." She stood and Horus escorted her back to the cell, where she was once again left alone with Illya. Shade stares at her, conflicted. "Why were they torturing you?"
"Why would you think?" Illya responds spitefully.
"I think the King ordered the ambush on your convoy and he intends to take your Impregnable Fortress by force. In which case, he would have likely had you tortured you for information of the layout. Is that correct?"
Illya smiles at her sadly. "Took you a while. Well, what if it?"
"If I release you, I will be killed. If I kill you...I will slay an innocent and my hands would be forever stained with your blood." Her stoic expression completely fell away, tortured now by the choice she had to make.
Illya laughed weakly. "I don't mind. It'd probably be worse if it was someone else."
Shade drew her dagger and stood before her in sympathy. "Woman to woman, you are the bravest I have met in all my years as a soldier." She took a breath, raising the dagger to her throat. "Perchance, if I’m able to get to the Guardians, is there a message you'd like me to pass on?"
"Hold on. Give me your dagger."
Shade did as she requested and Illya cut off the sleeve of her own shirt. "I can trust you right?"
Shade nods. "On my life..."
Illya handed her back the dagger and wrote the letter “i” in an ornate fashion in her own blood on the cloth.
"You take this. If you can get to the Guardians in time…tell them, the king is not to be trusted. I'm sorry you have the burden to do this. Treat it as a mercy killing, will you?"
"I promise to do what I can to pass the message." She pressed the dagger against Illya's jugular vein. "Go in peace and gods be with you." She closed her eyes and pulled the blade. Illya's hot blood sprayed across her face and chest, proof of the deed being done. Shade closed the brave warrior's eyes and swore inwardly she would be willing to sacrifice even her own life to atone for this day.