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EDWIN'S CONQUESTS 2this story is part of the FanClub (fm:romantic, 1967 words) [2/11] show all parts

Author: Will Buster
Added: Feb 14 2007Views / Reads: 471 / 426 [90%]Part vote: 8.75 (4 votes)
Godfrey lowers the boom soon after his arrival. Meg and Kate are fat with child and they are now faced with a difficult December journey with Edwin.
 


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EDWIN'S CONQUESTS 2 BY WILL BUSTER

Two more short days passed and castle Westbrook was hit with yet another sad day. Father Gregory finally gave up his long fight with the mysterious illness and an hour after dawn he gave up the ghost in his sixty first year of his age. He was old for the times. Most men were fortunate to see forty and he'd gone beyond that by twenty years. He'd seen three generations before he'd joined his ancestors in that final resting place that awaits us all. The service was short, simple and dignified. All was according to Gregory's instructions for the old priest had known his end was very near.

Edwin helped carry the surprisingly light coffin to its last resting place under the floor of the chapel near the altar. The remains of Gregory were buried in that chapel where the revered father had officiated for over twenty years.

To father mark's surprise young Bellamy spoke a lavish Latin prayer over the remains of Gregory just before the coffin was lowered into the ground. Later father mark asked, "I didn't know you were so eloquent with the Latin young Bellamy?" Edwin gave the young priest a self conscious grin. "It was my last tribute to him. I suffered through his instruction for over five months while my arm was healing. I confess there were days I wished him to be sent to perditions flames. My prayer was my last tribute to him. I went from enduring the drudgery ...

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