Another Short Story

"Call all of the knights to the table.” said Arthur to a passing scribe as he trotted off with his robes flowing in the breeze of the drafty castle.

When they arrived at the Round Table, there were no other knights to meet them. “Something isn’t right.” Just then, at least two dozen knights in ominous black armor rose from their hiding spaces behind chairs and tapestries to surround the three, outnumbered knights. Seeing any resistance as useless, they dropped their weapons. Almost immediately, they were securely bound and gagged.

The crowd of Dark Knights led the group through secret tunnels that even King Arthur had no knowledge of. Then, the walls turned from stone to hard, packed earth as the trio was led roughly pushed forward. Only dim, handheld torches led the way through the covert passageway. Almost immediately, the dirt floor started to decline so sharply Sir Keyan nearly lost his balance.

Soon, faint daylight could be seen ahead and the black knights painfully shoved them towards the light. As they came out of the tunnel, they could see they were in a cave that had been apparently been used as a living quarters. It was now that their gags were removed.

When the assembly went out of the cave, they saw the beach and an enormous ship just offshore. Now the leader of the knights stopped and took off his helmet to reveal the face of ....