Michael Atkinson (author)


Michael atkinson

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In that instance, my father wants to run him through, but I hold my father back and say, "Strip him and his family of the royalty they do not deserve. Cast out his wife and children, let all know his crimes. What his actions brought unto him. Now that he convicted as an ordinary man for murder. Then give him a criminal’s death."

Father looking into his eyes with hatred says, "I should put your wife and children on that slave ship, with fresh slave brands marking them. However, for my son I will not, they will not be nobility any longer. You and your actions have stripped them of that. Your son is no longer in line for the throne. The only title your children will now carry child of traitor."

Egger cries, "I will do anything, please do not do this."

My father turns to him in cold anger says, "Bring back my wife to me, give me back the years we lost, the children we would have had. You cannot do these things, so your fate is sealed."

His wife screams from an adjoining cell, "You bastard look what you did to us, how can I live with nothing."

The next day the coronation held, the highest clerics within the city of New Cowan performed the ceremony. I did not realize what the dress code would be. I am in a long white shirt that comes down to my knees. It looks odd, but remember is normally done with a three-year-old. A high slit on one side allows the clerics to see and witness the fact I have a kingly birthmark. To say I am little more than embarrassed would be an understatement. Here I am in front of the holiest individuals in the kingdom showing my ass.

As I blush, Isabel giggles in her mind only, she is very regal, in her ocean blue dress, diamond tiara standing with her arm interlaced with my father. Isabel truly looks like a princess, fortunately after the inspection of my birthmark they allow me to dress in a robe. The robe is the same blue color as Isabel’s dress the long enough that it actually reaches the floor. A pair of soft leather boots completes my ensemble.

A balcony on the palace outer wall is where the announcement made to the assembled crowd. The crowd has heard of the miracles at the temple, smithy and what happened with little Patrick. The crowd is huge, even people from neighboring duchies have come; many wizards and others who have methods of traveling quickly are there. Everyone has come to see the lost Prince, blessed by Aphrodite, and new defender of the Crown.

A roar begins in the crowd once they see us; it becomes a cheer, which becomes a chant of kiss, soon repeated. Rebecca must not be the only one who wants to see the glow. Dad gives me a wink, and Isabel and I step close to each other taking each other into our arms we kiss. As the glow brightens, it seems to spread faster than ever. As couples begin to kiss in the crowd, they too glow before long the entire area is lit up. As it was in the temple, miracles abound that day, far too many to list.

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