She continues to walk and he’s silent and contemplative at the words because he surely would never blaspheme and say otherwise. Gilbert resheathes the sword and puts a hand on her shoulder as the harbor comes into view. “Hey don’t go doing anything dumb. If you need a sword... I’ll be it. I’m a helluva lot stronger than any man here,” he boasts. She blinks at him and looks away as if she’ll be angry with him again and just what on earth is her damn problem? “D-don’t make such thoughtless declarations like that. You’re nothing but a child and if you even live to see the next century I’ll be surprised.” “Hah! Just you wait ‘princess’,” he states with a cocksure grin. “Ten years- ten thousand, it’s doesn’t matter. I’ll be the greatest legend the world’s ever seen.” Sighting the ships at the harbor, she breaks away from him with a haughty laugh. “If that day ever comes sir knight, I’ll be waiting!” As he watches her leave he wonders if he’ll ever see her again.
Still thinking of her, he picks up his practice drills again against an unseen foe losing track of time. When he finally hears the introducing fanfare and sees Leopold’s entourage parade themselves through the encampment it’s from a distance. He thinks he spots sees the little sissy Ludwig seemed so enamored with seated on a white horse next to the duke. The small figure, clad in ceremonial armor- anything that gaudy and blinding couldn’t possibly be functional- sword strapped to his side looks no older than Gilbert himself. He sits straight backed and rigid and even from a distance, he exudes an arrogance that annoys him. Stupid girly loser thinking he’s better than everyone else. Bet I could knock him down a peg. He can’t see him clearly but he’s resolves in that moment that he’s going to do exactly that.
Notes:
Acre during this time was under siege during the third crusade. The Teutonic Knights were founded at this time at a field hospital- the one where Gilbert is now.
Leopold V was the duke of Austria during the time of the Third crusade. After the siege was won, Leopold’s flag was raised along with Phillip’s and Richard’s. Richard removed Leopold’s flag however and Leopold, furious left for home.
Richard I and Phillip II were the kings of England and France respectively during this time period.
Lübeck was an imperial city in what was the Holy Roman Empire. Merchants from Lübeck and Bremen were the ones to travel to Acre and set up the field hospital which eventually created the Teutonic Knights.
Otto I was the first king of what would later be known as the Holy Roman Empire. In this story Germany and HRE are one in the same but this is a bit of my own headcannon on how they became nations.
Barbarossa “Red Beard” in italian AKA Frederick I was Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire from 1155-1190
Saladin AKA Ṣalāḥ ad-Dīn Yūsuf ibn Ayyūb was proclaimed Sultan of Egypt and Syria and led the muslim resistance against the crusaders from the 3rd crusade.
If anyone more learned than me in anything in the story has any corrections, definitely let me know!
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(Anonymous) 2010-10-08 06:02 am (UTC)(link)“Hey don’t go doing anything dumb. If you need a sword... I’ll be it. I’m a helluva lot stronger than any man here,” he boasts. She blinks at him and looks away as if she’ll be angry with him again and just what on earth is her damn problem?
“D-don’t make such thoughtless declarations like that. You’re nothing but a child and if you even live to see the next century I’ll be surprised.”
“Hah! Just you wait ‘princess’,” he states with a cocksure grin. “Ten years- ten thousand, it’s doesn’t matter. I’ll be the greatest legend the world’s ever seen.” Sighting the ships at the harbor, she breaks away from him with a haughty laugh.
“If that day ever comes sir knight, I’ll be waiting!” As he watches her leave he wonders if he’ll ever see her again.
Still thinking of her, he picks up his practice drills again against an unseen foe losing track of time. When he finally hears the introducing fanfare and sees Leopold’s entourage parade themselves through the encampment it’s from a distance. He thinks he spots sees the little sissy Ludwig seemed so enamored with seated on a white horse next to the duke. The small figure, clad in ceremonial armor- anything that gaudy and blinding couldn’t possibly be functional- sword strapped to his side looks no older than Gilbert himself. He sits straight backed and rigid and even from a distance, he exudes an arrogance that annoys him. Stupid girly loser thinking he’s better than everyone else. Bet I could knock him down a peg. He can’t see him clearly but he’s resolves in that moment that he’s going to do exactly that.
Notes:
Acre during this time was under siege during the third crusade. The Teutonic Knights were founded at this time at a field hospital- the one where Gilbert is now.
Leopold V was the duke of Austria during the time of the Third crusade. After the siege was won, Leopold’s flag was raised along with Phillip’s and Richard’s. Richard removed Leopold’s flag however and Leopold, furious left for home.
Richard I and Phillip II were the kings of England and France respectively during this time period.
Lübeck was an imperial city in what was the Holy Roman Empire. Merchants from Lübeck and Bremen were the ones to travel to Acre and set up the field hospital which eventually created the Teutonic Knights.
Otto I was the first king of what would later be known as the Holy Roman Empire. In this story Germany and HRE are one in the same but this is a bit of my own headcannon on how they became nations.
Barbarossa “Red Beard” in italian AKA Frederick I was Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire from 1155-1190
Saladin AKA Ṣalāḥ ad-Dīn Yūsuf ibn Ayyūb was proclaimed Sultan of Egypt and Syria and led the muslim resistance against the crusaders from the 3rd crusade.
If anyone more learned than me in anything in the story has any corrections, definitely let me know!