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It was a very warm day in the kingdom and King Ren wanted to invite some of his royal friends. So he asks his most loyal knight to do something for him. “Martyn, can you go and deliver some invites to house Birdwing, Tek, Pulsar and Prisma?”
“Sure my lord, I’d love to.” Bowing before his king. “Where can I pick up these invites?”
“They're in my desk's drawer in my room. You can’t miss them.”
“Okay my lord. At which hour are they expected to arrive?” He asks to estimate how much time he has to bring the invites to their respective owner.
“This evening at seven. But I expect you'll be back by noon, won’t you.” Having full confidence in his knight to do so. “You also may take a horse from the stables if you want.” Pointing outside to the castle's stables. “By the way, you are dismissed.”
“I’ll be back before you know it my lord.” Bowing once more and then leaving the room to fetch the envelopes from the king’s room. When he gets there, one of the other knights is standing guard at the door like ther're meant to.
“Hello Martyn, nice day isn’t it?” Getting an inpatient look back. “You need to be in the king’s room? Why?”
“Me lord asked me to deliver some invites that are in a drawer of his desk. He expects me to be back by noon.” Tapping his finger against his armor. “Sooo, if you’d let me in, then I’ll be on my way again.”
“By all means go ahead than, if it’s an order from the king.” As he steps aside to let Martyn enter the room, he comes back out only half a minute later.
After going outside to get a horse, he hears someone call him by name. It’s another knight by the name of Apo.“Why in such a hurry Littlewood? Are you being a lapdog again?” Teasing him a bit like she always does.
“The king asked to deliver some invites and I was on my way to get a horse. Why do you need to know? Don’t you need to check in on your princess?” He says, the last part in the exact same tone.
Apo just scoffs at him and replies with “Okay then, go be a good lapdog then.” Turning her nose up and walking away. She’s technically not wrong but he doesn’t want to admit that.
When he’s finally on the road, he first makes his way to house Birdwing. This takes him half an hour, and then he knocks at the front door. As the door opens he starts “This is an invite for Sir Scar and Lord Grian from king Ren Dogwood.”
He gets a weird look from the woman who opened the door. “Oh, G didn’t tell me he was expecting someone.” She walks off for a bit and then returns with the one he was hoping to see.
“Hey Martyn. What brings you here?” He asks with a surprised look on his face. Then he sees the envelopes in Martyn’s hand. “Oh, do you have something for me?” He asks with a very big amount of glee in his voice.
“Yes, it is for you and your husband. You are invited to come to the castle at seven.” Having a very formal look on his face. “Hope you can attend.”
As they are finishing their conversation, Scar walks in on them talking.
“Oh, hey Martyn. What are you doing here? What is he doing here Songbird?”
After he asks this, he gets a sly look from Martyn. “I think my lord is planning a cookout and poolparty, but I could be wrong. Anyway, see you both tonight.” As he walks off he gets the sourest look Grian could give him. The only reason he said what he said is because he knows how much Scar loves swimming and having a reason to wear as little clothes as possible.
Fifteen minutes later he arrives at house Tek, pushing the doorbell. A few moments go by before the door opens. “I’m here to personally invite Sir Tango and Jimmy.” Again very formal in his presentation, handing the invites to Jimmy.
“Hey Torchflame, are we free this evening?” Getting a tired and confused look from his partner. “Excuse him, he’s been working day in and out on a project and yesterday some family came by and wrecked his, mostly as a figure of speech.” Getting a concerned look from Martyn.
“The king expects you to arrive at seven. Be there or the king will think badly of me and my work.” Sounding a little concerned.
“We’ll be there, don’t you worry about it.” Jimmy exclaimed in a comforting tone.
When he’s on his way to house Pulsar, he notices that he lost his invite for queen Lizzie. “My lord is going to behead me if he gets this knowledge.” Worried he makes his way over to his next stop and rings the bell.
As Impulse comes to open the door he sees the stressed out knight standing there. “Hello Martyn, how can I help you?” He asks, kind as ever.
“I have an invite for you and Skizz.” Just dropping the fromal act.
“Really? How fun. Can I see?” Getting handed the invitation he reads it. “I’m looking forward to it. Your cheffs always cook the best stuff. And a pool party afterwards. Count us in.”
Now he has to visit one more place, and it fills him with dread. Joel can be very ill tempered, so he had to choose his words carefully. When he finally came to the gate of the manor, his mood had sunken so deep that he didn’t want to enter. But as luck would have it, Joel came walking in with a stroller and Lizzie in tho. “Hello Martyn.” He said with a smile on his face. “To what do we owe the pleasure of meeting you here?”
Gathering all his courage he says “I, I came to personally invite you both for a royal banquet at the castle. But I lost your wife’s invite.” Looking down in shame as he admits this.
“Sorry that you came all this way to hear that we sadly can’t attend. We have a child to take care of now. Didn’t the king tell you?”
Martyn feels a weight fall off his shoulders at those words. “So glad to hear that.” Getting a scowl from Joel. “I mean that you have a child. I’m a bit disheartened that you both can’t attend. The king will most likely understand if I tell him. Congratulations from the whole castle and enjoy the rest of your day. Sorry for bothering you both.” Taking a deep bow and then he’s back on his way home.
After arriving back at the castle he makes his way to the throneroom a bit sad, but nontheless he's going to inform the king. “Hello my lord, I’m back with the info that six of the eight people are attending. House Prisma can’t be here because they have a child now. The others seemed a mix of excited and tired." He says as he rubs his neck. "I did lose the invite for queen Lizzie.” Once more hanging his head in shame.
“Still very well done. If they couldn’t make it, then there is no problem. So please don't worry about it.” He says in very sweet tone. As he stands up to walk over to his famed knight he says. “You can take the rest of your day off.” Placing a gentle kiss on Marthyn's lips and then walking back to his throne.
“I’ll enjoy the rest of my day knowing I still did well.” And that’s what he does, enjoy the rest of his day. When the party starts he’s dressed a little loose for his liking, but the king likes it so he likes it too.