Now that you have heard the finest tale of them all I have returned. I have returned with the second best tale since my first tale topped this. A man of nobility who is upon the highest of all degrees. I wil tell you the tale of one of my most dreaded memories while in Granada, Spain. I will forever go down in history as of the most coragious and charismatic men of my time.
After traveling the long, dirt roads of Spain I had finally reached my first stop, Granada, Spain. Even coming from the highest degree and profession of them all, I was captivated by the royal palaces, scenic patios, and the reflecting pools. As I continued to make my way through the town I passed many beautiful fountains and orchards from within the Generalife Gardens. At last, the Royal Chapel of Granada, I have made it to my place of residence. As I entered the chapel all eyes were upon me. I was dress in my most polished armor but wore the creed of another clan. This may have been the reason for quite the attention. After walking for what felt like half a mile to the office, I was expecting a warm welcome but instead I was forcefully greeted by the last wise man of the chapel. "Who are ye and why are you here," he asked. "I am Sir John Suave from fhe town of Sohlaham. I am one of the most noble man in all the lands and I am seeking a word with your king," I replied very firmly. The wise man sat in hesitation for several minutes before replying. "Long ago we ordained the Cathedral Church in this here city where a worthy chapel shall be built, where, when it pleases our Lord to call us, our bodies shall be placed."
He continued," This chapel was to be called the Royal Chapel and was dedicated to the recently passed St. José the Baptist and St. Knevlimar the Evangelist both former members of the Table of Wise Men. Therefore, it is my will that our bones rest here for ever and ever, where the mentioned serene lady's bones shall be placed too, so that they praise and bless jointly her holy name." At this time the entire palace was in complete silence and everyone bowed," The King is coming," screamed the Wife of Bath. I stood in complete disbelief as the King stormed down the hall with his most skilled and noble knights. I knew then that this plan was a fail. "Cease this man NOW, for he is the killer of my eldest son!"
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