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The Knights of Justice
© 2014 by Glen Ten-Eyck
5762 words (this count is only what is written, not the completed story)
Writing begun 08/27/14
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Prologue: This tale takes place about 3000 years in the past of the modern MLP canon. During this time, Celestia and Luna are still fillies, though close to grown physically. The events here recorded are the foundation of the modern kingdom of Equestria.
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De Writer’s Tale (a narrative poem)
The Great Hall of Camarg was in an uproar. The King, with his Queen beside him had to raise his scepter to demand quiet. That was enforced by the Herald’s trumpet blast and call of, “Their Majesties demand silence! It is understood that you have complaint to lay before them. This shall be done in an orderly and civil fashion!
“This is a Royal Court, not a village commons!
“Baron Sir Salten, I believe that your business was first. From what I am hearing in this unseemly clamor, most of you have similar cases to bring.
“Listen to Baron Sir Salten. If your case is similar to his, go to the left of the room.
“In this way, we can speed up this mess.”
The King of Camarg raised his wings impressively where he sat his throne and intoned, “Baron Sir Salten, what is it that has you here before me?”
The Baron doffed his steel chanfron helmet and stepped forward, limping a little. “I shall be blunt, Your Majesty. I have been robbed. My guards were driven off, my tax wagon taken and emptied of all the casks of dried fruits, nuts, and grains that it carried.
“I led an expedition of armed force against the robbers and was driven away! Salten needs assistance to stop this incursion!”
The King, Camarg II, of Camarg, tilted his head and gave Salten a hard stare. While he was doing so, more than half of the Noble Pegassi and Unicorns had gone to the left of the room.
Camarg II, King of Camarg did not hold his position by being entirely stupid. He whispered to a page near him. That pony retreated and returned shortly. He handed the king a scroll.
He sat on his throne and reviewed the contents of the scroll carefully. Several in the Court were reminded that this was not just show. Camarg was literate. He looked up with a small, tight smile and pronounced, “It appears that you are not being fully honest with me, Salten. Your taxes were reported as fully collected and the Royal Levy taken.
“How then, can it be that you are robbed of the contents of a TAX WAGON?”
A number of those who had gone to the left, quietly sneaked back to the right side of the Great Hall.