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Sailing

We are sailing, sailing, sailing

No more wailing, wailing, wailing

We are hailing, hailing, hailing

While  foes are trailing

Calling for travailing

We are nailing

And we sail to the land of freedom

Away from sufferings and boredom

Hail ringdom

A vista to a new kingdom

They sang happily as the ships called galiots sail on the ocean. The ships were very long, with sleek, flush decks and oars.

They sailed for seven days before the ships began to stop by the new port. They began to alight with lots of excitement. From the records Tom had, there were four thousand and sixty slaves, including children; three thousand and five hundred whites who were either workers or natives who wanted to leave Dransvalle. Most of them believe in Tom after they heard about his kindness and respect for humanity.

They met about two hundred people who Tom had left there to guide the goods thy have been transporting, claiming it was business.

These included food, clothes, cotton, and most of the items came from Wellington’s farms and company. He used the profits made from the trades he made for the companies to pay for the good brought here. He knew the items would not last long but it would be sufficient before they begin to harvest.

The place he chose was thick with trees, shrubs, grasses, mountains and streams.

It was in the evening they arrived and the date was 1st of April, 1525. Immediately they alighted and had a few minutes of rest, they were summoned to gather for a speech.

Tom climbed the top of small hill and they all kept quiet.

“Glory be to God who calmed the seas, and made our voyage successful and we arrived our destination.”

“Glory to the Lord!” A man shouted.

“Glory to the Lord” They chorused.

“I appreciate your commitment, loyalty and dedication towards this movement. I gather you all here now because we must define our intentions. Actions are judged according to intentions. Our intention to leave Dransvalle is simply to have a new world where there is freedom, equity, justice, opportunity, peace, love, harmony, progression, security and development..’

They applauded.

“You have said it all, master.” A man shouted.

“However, these cannot be achieved without loyalty, ambidexterity, honesty, integrity and rules and regulations.”

“That is a fact!” another man said aloud.

Most of them nodded.

“I am from Los Angeles, a town most of you have never heard of. It is very far from here. Some of you are far Africa, so we may come from different places, different races, different cultures, or even different religions. We must all understand our differences and live as one with love and harmony…”

Applaud.

“I have here so many slaves but on this day, the first day of April, 1527, I, Timothy also-known-as Tom-bible, hereby bring John Brown’s dreams into reality even before he is born..” since the abolitionist was born  in 1800, two hundred and seventy three years from now, they thought it was just a figure of speech, “I hereby declare you free and have equal rights as everyone here..”

The reaction this time was longer as lots of the black slaves cried, danced and jumped in joy. Gumbo was holding Gwen and his eyes beamed with joy. She lost the pregnancy when Gumbo was sentenced to death and she was struggling with the soldiers.

“You are no more slaves but free citizens. It does not matter where you come from, but as long as you are here, you are a noble citizen of this kingdom which is called…New Yorkshire.”

Jubilation.

“You are responsible!” Stephen shouted. Gaius was clapping.

“Long live New Yorkshire!” A man shouted.

“Long live New Yorkshire! Long Live Yorkshire!” They chorused.

“We have a master plan for the city. I must say we have a lot of work to do. Building a new settlement is not easy. We will have to make sacrifices. The kingdom will be divided into various parts. There will be a palace for the king and quarters for the ministers and governor. I am sorry no titles such as dukes, barons and so forth. There will be a military camp, headquarters, training ground and all the guards we had in Dransvalle are automatically transformed into national military men and not guards.”

Jubilation.

“There will be police who handle local crime matters. The soldiers are meant to protect the kingdom from invasion. There will be courts and lawyers. There will be a well designed market, hospitals, recreation grounds because we have lots of new games to play, such games include football, billiards, basket ball, swimming, wrestling, and lots more..”

Applaud.

“I can’t not tell you all about the plans now but I am just giving you a general idea of what to expect. Rules and regulations will be in form of constitutions. There will be ministries of industries, educations, sports, defense, trade, and agriculture.

Every member who needs land would be give an allocation of land for farming and there will be empowerment. After my survey, e will grow a lot of barley, wheat, oats, rye, vegetables, and new crops such as rice, sugar cane, maize, and more. We have very few horses here but I am glad we have some animals for breeding. Now, we cannot go in there because it is still thick and dense with lots of snakes and wild animals. We will live here, temporarily for a few weeks while we build our kingdom.”

Applaud.

“Tonight, women would volunteer to cook for us while the men would make temporary tents. I hope the kids will be watched so they don’t wander and get lost in the forest.”

“Sire!” A man shouted raining his hand.

“Yes?” Tom asked.

“This is a new kingdom. We need a leader and that means a king and that should  be now.”

“Yes mister. One of you will be king….”

“You will be king!”The man shouted.

“Yes, you will be king! You will be king!” They kept saying until an elderly man wove them to stop.

“My name is  Tyler, I am sixty years old and a native of Dranvalle..oops, a former native of Dransvalle..”

Laughter

“I listened to everything you said and you never showed any interest in becoming the king. All you care about is the success of this great kingdom. But you exhibit all of the qualities we need. Permit me to call you, King Tom-bible 1 of New-Yorkshire, Your Highness!”

“Long live King Tom-bible of 1 of New Yorkshire!” They chorused.

Another man raised his hand.

“I am Father Simon Paul of Dransvalle. I suggest the marriage that was intended should be done now. We want to have our queen. It don’t care if there is no food now…’

“There is food.” Gaius said. “Plenty preserved food and drinks .”

“Please knot the wedding.” The people began to chant.

Rose blushed. She had not expected this.

The men that were left to guard the place had piles of woods. The place was getting dark so they made fires to lighten and warm the place since they going to sleep near the bank of the ocean.

After a few minutes, rose was brought forward with women behind her and she presented to her parents.

“Your father is here Your  Highness.” An old man and “You never came back to have Salvar drink with me.”

Tom turned to see the old man he had met on the day he came to Dransvalle. He had not seen him since then and he forgot about him.

“How did you know?” Tom wondered. “I mean how did you know about the movement?”

“An ear to the ground d son. I was tired and did not want to die there after all. I need to walk you to the alter.”

He flowed Tom to the alter and Stephen walked Rose to the altar.

Marcus, Abel, Martha were all there.

Fire was lit all around and an alter was made.

The priest whom Tom had not expected the priest to come with them but he was glad he did.

Rose wore a expensive gown made of satin and rich hues of red, and gold.

The wedding vows were conducted and they pronounced man and wife.

There was a lot of jubilation and the new king got married to his queen. The king suggested that a second marriage should tae place and Gumbo and Gwen were called out. They had not expected this and it made the night so joyous.

 That evening, Gumbo got married to Gwen.

Some of the former slaves had quickly build a temporary tent for the king which was a very wide room, and two smaller ones. It took the hundred men less than an hour to do that. While the women warm the food or served the preserved food, the men began to make tents. Later that night, with fire burning, there was a party to celebrate the weddings.

This was the beginning of a new kingdom.

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“The people with the blood had dragon powers but most of them do not know/” Ken said as they sat in the car. “Fell met Dominic when they went for a battle. They were attacked and Dominic was a mercenary so he used his powers to kill over seventy soldiers but he passed out after that but woke u immediately. He could not remember what he did but Fell saw this and knew he had the blood. I don’t how Fell knew the secret of the blood but he found a way the powers could be used. The people with the blood can’t control it on their own. They can’t make the powers work at will. It was like the powers controlled them and not the other way round. So Fell , as written in his secret diary, invited Dominic to come over to Syrusis and he thought him how to use the powers. He used the fluid and the fluid is from the second egg.”

“I am confused. The second egg that was meant to hatch in 1510 according to the spell?”

“I don’t know the details.” Ken said realizing there was no need to make Harry understand everything. “But it is not important. I need you to convince Phil to work with  us and I will give you one of the greatest discoveries in this era.”

“Then we will have to fly down to Los Angels.”

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Fell paced up and down, his hands behind his back. He was sullen in thoughts.

“Good evening sire.” Theodore said as he came.

“Sit down.”

Theodore sat down.

“What did she say?” Wellington asked.

“She is in a very bitter state sire.” Theodore said. “She refused your hand in marriage. She said she is not interested in any man.”

“Hmmmm..”

“She is heartbroken.”

“She still misses Wellington, I can understand.”

“No sire. A servant in the house told me things. He said Wellington’s nephew jilted her.”

“What?”

“Yes. He said they all thought he was her cousin and she was always going to his cabin when Wellington was alive. After Wellington’s death, she travelled for two months..’

“I am aware of that. I went to Fishtown to pay a condolence and that was when I fell in love with her.”

“She went back with the intention of getting married to him…”

“What? It does not add up. They must have been lovers before Wellington’s death.”

“That is the news filtering now. He left the same day she came back because he was in love with a younger girl. He left with over five thousand people.”

“What!”

“With tons of food and provisions. Over twenty ships with people and goods. Slaves, workers and even natives. He was loved by the people. And that is not all, he killed some soldiers who were beheading a man sentenced to death. The man was a black slave whom impregnated a noble girl who was to get married to the king’s nephew. The boy saved him and they left after the soldiers chasing them were found dead and burnt with ashes that have shiny particles.”

“Excuse me..did you say shiny particles?”

“Yes Sire.”

“Did you by any chance get her name?”

“Yes sire. Gwen.”

“Oh my God! That was the girl that was supposed to get married to Pius.”

“Hmm”

“We needed one with the blood. She is Dominic’s granddaughter and Dominic is gone. She is th only one with the blood now. Who is this boy?”

“They called him Timothy of Fishtown.”

“I remember him. He was the boy that was talk singing.”

“Ahh! I remember. On Salvar night.”

“But Wellington introduced him to me as his wife’s cousin and now his nephew. That is fishy. Now let me get this straight: He was her lover, jilted her , moved thousands of people, tons of provisions, killed palace soldiers, abetted a slave to impregnated a noble woman whom we were waiting for and vanished.” Fell got on his feet. “Why do I feel he is a boy on a mission? I will go to Dransvalle myself. He has not vanished. We will find him and fix him. With such people, I think he plans to set up a kingdom. Who the hell is he?”

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