IMPRISONMENT

Prologue:

In the Beginning, God created the Heavens and the Earth... God made man in their image and likeness. God created the Angels and Archangels. God created Three Archangels, The Archangel of War named Michael, The Archangel of Messengers named Gabriel and Last the Archangel of Praise and Worship named Lucifer.

Out of the Archangels, God placed pride and lust into Lucifer’s heart, as he gave glory to God. He felt a sure and strong foundation toward God. He didn’t want to just sit worshipping and glorifying God. He wanted to be ‘God.’

Having everything to his heart’s desire and everyone would bow their knees and worship him as a god.

One day, Lucifer approached the throne of Heaven.

"Oh Holy, Most High God of Heaven and Earth. Why do you sit here looking down on your beloved children? While we angels glorify you day and night?"

"Do I detect defiance in you, Lucifer, Great Morning star."

"What ever do you mean, Oh Great Glorious God?"

"Are you prideful of my Glory and my Holiness?"

"No, Sir." Lucifer lied. "Not at All."

"So Lucifer, You want to be god?"

"No, Sir." he lied once again.

God knew all things, even Lucifer’s hard heart. God began to get upset with him and spoke, "Lucifer, Oh Morning Star, Have not I given you everything. You are Worship leader to my Angels who stand glorifying My name. You are a light around My throne."

Lucifer in a displeasing manner broke, revealing the truth "Yes Lord, I want to be god. I want to be Most High above, not just all of the angels, but the humans as well and I want to be GOD!" He grinned evilly.

"Lucifer! You are full of pride, lust, and hatred. My kingdom shall not have such acts of evil. This place is pure and Holy, as I am Holy. This place is a light for my children."

"Be Gone, Your presence is no longer needed, you and your kind will wander the earth until your life will be no more." God paused one moment; "Oh Lucifer, if you want to be god, be god on earth, but not here!" said God raising his hand outward; Heaven’s gates opened.

"No!" yelled Lucifer as he fell to earth like lightning.

Jesus watched his Father send him.

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Lucifer was bruised and battered and his presence was dim and musky as he stood and looked toward Heaven, yelling, "One day, I will be god!"

Many of his angels followed him in his rebellious cry.

Lucifer’s first act on earth was to bring sin into God’s people’s hearts. Temptation came from him and through temptation he told a serpent, ‘The fruit from the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil will not kill you, but make God’s children wise to know God’s plans’.

Lucifer waited, while the snake, sneaky and cunning, told Eve the lie. She was tempted and ate of the fruit, then gave some to Adam.

"Mankind has fallen to a lie." He laughed as he and his angels left the garden. For he knew somehow God would find out, just as God found the lie in his heart.

Later the snake approached saying. "You lied!"

"Of Course." Lucifer lied. "I am a god, God cursed you, you will follow me and I will make you a god one day."

"Really…" hissed the snake.

"Yes." Lucifer began. "In days to come, you will be a great monster, powerful and with breath of fire. You will be the great Snake that walked the earth."

"Thanks."

Later God came to Lucifer on earth. "Lucifer, Oh morning star. You are no longer worthy of your Heavenly name. You are now called ‘Satan, the opposed’. You will deceive my children for years, but you will be cast away and they will have authority over you one day…I promise you this."

"Authority over a god." Satan laughed.

Satan watched over the earth as his followers, the fallen angels, tormented human souls and deceived them into believing that which was wrong, was right. After the flood, he knew the snake would be killed and would live as a spirit being.

The fallen angels who rebelled against God were called ‘demons.’

Satan was lord over the demons of anger, fear, strife, death, lust, pride, and greed.

The snake, now a demon, approached Satan again.

God gave Satan power to overcome anything God’s children would possibly accomplish and he also had the keys of Heaven.

With his demonic power, He turned the snake into a black shadow dragon and he wandered the earth turning the people’s lives into darkness, away from God’s light. This second in command was named Mephisto, The demon of darkness.

Satan was named throughout the Bible as the Angel of Light and great deceiver of mankind.

Satan was defeated when Jesus, ‘the Word of God’ came as a man. He tried to tempt Jesus, but he wasn’t tempted. The battle of good and evil began when Jesus’ blood defeated Satan on the cross of Calvary.

Satan since that time waited for the day, when he could strike back at God’s children in revenge. He hated God’s children and tempted them into believing the Bible was a lie, their past was important, and their sins didn’t matter. He was a god and enjoyed the look on their faces.

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THE DOOR opened; the room was dusty and full of cobwebs. They lined the room’s four corners with vials of dead animals, things only a witch would have. They sat organized on the shelves. A cauldron sat in middle of the room. The big boiling stick stuck out of it and the room smelled like rotten eggs. A green light from the floor was dimly luminous.

A man, wearing silver armor with golden shoulders entered the room. He had a mustache down to his chin. Judging by the way he looked, he was a General in the army of some sort and proud of it. He was the guard of the musketeers in Paris France in the 17^th Century. He came in head up and bold, selfishly maintained, and he loved the sight of rotten flesh.

An old hag, about four feet tall stooped in the center of the room. She had gray hair and a cane to stroll around. She looked crippled and could barely walk. She looked into the man’s face and said. "Jean-Paul Borjour, sir."

"Yes, My good woman."

"What brings you to my underground lair?"

"Power, wealth and my heart’s desire."

"Heart’s desire?"

Jean-Paul grew up in Turkey then moved to Spain, where he fell in love and married a Spanish woman. They began fighting and nagging each other, so he left and moved to Paris where he wanted to rule France for himself. He first set out to take the largest city, which was named ‘Bourge’. He masterminded a way to kill everyone and slowly take over as many other cities around Bourge, as he could, including Paris. He did everything as ‘Captain of the Musketeers’ to lead a rebellion against the King and Queen, but someone or something stood between him and his pride. It was God and God’s servant, Ciel-Remi."

In a short period of time, Ciel-Remi became a troubadour, his heart’s desire. He had a dream to bring France back to freedom. Jean-Paul wasn’t going to let this happen. He needed a spell bound with powerful influence and came to seek it.

"What is amiss?" The witch asked.

"Ciel-Remi Lebejioux."

The witch walked over and spilled some bat’s blood onto a glass plate. She studied the dish saying. "Son of a Lord and Lady inside a Place destroyed, Banished from Paris to Bourge. A powerful force will bury him."

"Yes." Jean-Paul commanded. "Go on."

"Demon of Darkness awaits to open a forbidden portal---"

She screamed and dropped the glass plate on the ground, it shattered.

Jean-Paul wanted to help her, but she was frightened away. "No! Darkness will kill."

"Mephisto, Demon of Darkness will return to kill those who oppose me. I must have this power!"

"No!" She angrily yelled. She walked over to her Spell Book. She carefully turned to the page labeled ‘Legend of Darkness’. "Do you know who Mephisto is, Sir Jean-Paul?" She asked.

"No ma’am, I only know he is Satan’s right hand man."

"The Legend of Darkness, Mephisto, Demon of Darkness is a Shadow Dragon, born from the power by Satan after tempting Eve in the Garden of Eden. The Snake died in the great Flood and was given the power of ten men by Satan. He seeks to destroy and kill God’s army to bring revenge for his murder by God. The Old Reptile can imprison mankind’s soul for a servant willing to join his ultimate plan."

"The Power of Mephisto and his minions can destroy cities or towns. His power is to be a god and God’s nemesis. The Demon of Darkness will one day stand at Satan’s side and rule with him as the false prophet."

Suddenly without quoting anything further, the green light shut off, a glow surrounded Jean-Paul. The book was thrown to the ground and a demon the height a human’s fantasy dragon stood in front of him. It circled around him. He was scared. "Human! Do you wish to join my adventure, you have the soul of a servant and willing to take over and oppose those called ‘God’s chosen’."

The witch was frightened, she approached him saying, "No, Sir! You cannot, death will be yours. Serve him; you serve the devil himself---" before another word could be spoken, the dragon yelled. "Quiet, Human! Your service is no longer needed." It swiped with one hand. The witch was torn in half and thrown against the shelves. The shelves broke causing some of the vials to shatter, her body landed on the ground. She lay in a pool of blood.

Jean-Paul was afraid and asked slowly. "Is it true? Are you the tempter of Eve, the daughter of God?"

The dragon looked into his eyes. Jean-Paul was too scared to offend the beast; it spoke, "Yes Human. You have seen my power and strength. Do you wish to join me as I strike back at God?"

Jean-Paul remained silent.

"Or do you want to die like the witch before you."

"I will join you, Mephisto! You have control over my body…what women you sleep with and whatever you do, you have free reign. You have the same goals in destroying mankind and conquering this land."

Suddenly an earthquake came causing the shelves to break and the rest of vials to shatter; Mephisto entered through the mouth. Jean-Paul reeled in pain. Once imprisoned, the room stood still. The only thing he could see was the broken shelves, shattered vials, and the witch’s body.

"Finally! The World will be my Masters!" He yelled, looking at the cauldron. "Arise my Minions and show our Master Satan your great power!" He eyes turned red and face turned white as though he was no more.

He left the room, a torn blood soaked page read: ONLY GOD’S SALVATION WILL FREE THE DEMON OF DARKNESS.

THE SOUND of running people, they ran up the green lush hillside. Men had swords in their hands with angry looks on their faces. A man with golden blonde hair, and a trimmed goatee, by his looks he was probably around thirty-five years of age. He wore a leather-trimmed suit with a cape on his back; a mask covered his eyes and his eyes glowed, bright purple.

The man ran toward a monster, it stood seven feet, five inches tall, it had a two heads, one smaller head linked to the body of a dragon, it’s scaled green and wings with razor sharp hands, as big as a dinosaur’s.

The mud seeped through the man’s boots, as the rain poured down on them and they were drenched. He looked around him, and saw another man killing a monster. He saw a snake looking monster and another man-like monster, with tiny horns on his head. He also saw a robed skeleton with a razor sharp sickle in his bony hands.

One strike, the man decapitated one of the heads of the monster. It reeled in pain as blood flowed from the beast’s back. The blood red eyes peered into his face and roared, "You fool! You have injured me!"

The man held back his sword, prepared to totally decapitate the monster’s other head. He stood firm and yelled, "We wrestle not against flesh and blood, but the prince and the power of the air. Take up the full armor of God, that you may stand your ground in the end times."

The man’s sword glowed with a bright light. Before he struck the larger head, the monster yelled out, "NO! You will die!" The sword swiped downward cutting off the monster’s head, its body fell to the ground and disappeared. The man held his sword toward the sky..."

It was only a dream, as Ciel-Remi awoke on the hillside of Bourge. He was laying there, hands on his head, looking up at the sky. He was thirteen years old and had just become a man, even though he was just a teenager. Bourge was a huge town somewhere in the middle of France, just south of Paris. He was lying there waiting for sunset before heading back to his father’s house.

Ciel-Remi was a bit thin, blonde hair with hazel eyes. He was a shepherd for his father. His father was broad, having blondish-brown hair and brown eyes. He wore rugged clothes. His mother was beautiful. She had brown hair with green eyes and wore a beautiful blue medieval dress, with white fluff in the collars. She wore her hair in a bun. Ciel-Remi loved his parents, even though his father was over protective at times.

Ciel-Remi’s father always had him working. The sheep sometime were a handful. He often went into the hills to have time alone. He had love in his heart and always dreamed of being a troubadour or a musketeer, he believed he would marry a beautiful woman and told himself one day he would be in service of the king of France.

The razor-sharp green grass was poking into his back. Ciel-Remi lay there in wonder of the dream he just had, it seemed real to him. The verse sounded like it could have been in the Bible of the Catholic Church. Why was I given such a dream, war and battle?

France had just experienced a war, in the 13^th Century. Paris was taken over by England. For independence from them, they had to fight, and many people were killed. France was still at war with them. When they would be independent, no one really knew. He hated war or battles, if his parents were killed, he couldn’t have handled such acts.

A troubadour would see better action than one lying around watching the sheep or wrestling with wolves or any predator trying to kill them. Ciel-Remi’s father kept telling him that he would be like David, and even he grew up to kill bigger beasts, became king and also made mistakes.

Ciel-Remi thought his father was rough on him. He wanted to be better than a just a farmer. His father worked as a shepherd most of his life. His father felt he should follow in his footsteps. Except, God had a bigger plan for him and he knew it.

He heard a small soft whisper, Ciel-Remi, Get up and go to the church in Paris.

Ciel-Remi didn’t know where it came from and protested. "I cannot go I do not have my father’s permission."

Again the whisper came; you have your Father’s permission. Go to the church in Paris.

Ciel-Remi didn’t know what to do. He headed down the hill toward his parent’s home.

Ciel-Remi, head to Paris, You have everything you need.

Ciel-Remi went past his house and headed into Bourge. It was bigger than Paris. It had shops, an item stand, a church and a castle.

As Ciel-Remi entered the city, he watched as some people were talking to one another and some begged for money and places to stay. A guard hit another person who stole some pieces of bread. A man broad in size walked into a pub, he was drunk and struggled to keep his balance. A woman walked around gossiping with another woman. Another man stood in battle armor and held a sword in his large hands.

A guard which was quite heavy and large in size was near the city exit. He watched as Ciel-Remi walked by him and asked. "Where are you going, Son?"

"My father told me to go to the church in Paris. I must obey." Ciel-Remi replied. The guard had other ideas and blocked his way as he tried to leave Bourge but Ciel-Remi began to continue toward the exit still.

"There is a church here, go to that church." said the guard as he placed his sword on Ciel-Remi’s chest. "Son, they are saying to keep anyone from leaving Bourge. Paris is dangerous and the land around the city doesn’t like our kind out there, just go home or to the church here."

Ciel-Remi heard the soft whisper again, Fear not, Ciel-Remi, Go to Paris.

He stood waiting asked, "Why?"

"Why what, Son?"

"Why?" Ciel-Remi repeated.

"You are sounding like a child saying ‘why?’"

Ciel-Remi was tested by God to see if he would obey Him.

"I must obey My Father. Why do you think I am in danger?" He asked the guard.

"Who is your Father?" the guard asked.

Ciel-Remi waited about a second, before saying. "God is My Father."

The guard looked at him in disbelief. Ciel-Remi didn’t know what he had just said. Why did I say ‘God’?

The guard laughed, "You are obeying God. God is your father. You cannot disobey Him, so I will let you go." He said sheathing his sword and letting Ciel-Remi pass by.

He left the city and headed for Paris.

~|------

Dusk was falling as Ciel-Remi entered the small town of Chameceaux; (on his way to Paris), the quiet little town was home to many of his friends.

Ciel-Remi had no problem walking from Bourge to Chameceaux. God was watching his back the whole way there. Why he was going to Paris he had no clue, he just listened and obeyed.

Ciel-Remi watched people walking down the streets. He was going to have to stay the night to complete his mission.

Chameceaux was home to two of his best friends: Jean Duvicioux and Corrine LeChat.

Jean was a bit broader than him. Jean had brown hair with brown eyes. He had been like a big brother to Ciel-Remi before leaving Bourge. They both had a love interest in Corrine.

Corrine was the fairest of all maidens there. She was beautiful, blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes.

They met her and her friend, Marie, when they were six years old and Jean was eight. They were playing knights and dragons when her family came into Bourge. Her parents let her play while they conducted their business. Even as youngsters Corrine and Ciel-Remi had feelings for each other, which made Jean jealous.

Jean’s parents moved to Chameceaux two years after Corrine had met Jean and Ciel-Remi. When Jean and his father would return to Bourge, Jean and Ciel-Remi would play ‘troubadour’ and ‘captain of the guard’. They promised each other that their dreams would come true one of these days. Ciel-Remi kept his dream in his heart.

Ciel-Remi passed a few buildings and headed to an inn to stay the night before going to Paris. He walked passed an item shop and living area. He turned the corner and followed the street down to a couple more houses.

"Ciel-Remi!" He heard someone yell out his name. He looked around to find out who had just yelled. Looking up, a young man, with brown hair and brown eyes leaned out the window as the breeze blew on his face. "Where are you going? Your father must be worried about you!"

"I am on my way to Paris, My Father has sent me there, I must obey!" Ciel-Remi yelled back.

"Paris, Ah…Did you know Jean was named ‘Captain of the Guard’ just this morning?"

"No!" Ciel-Remi yelled. "A fifteen year old ‘Captain of the Guard’, I will say ‘Hello’, if I run into him."

"It is nice see to you again!"

"Nice to see you, as well!"

Ciel-Remi recognized the young man as a friend of Jean’s. They became friends after he moved there. Ciel-Remi befriended every one of Jean’s friends.

Ciel-Remi continued down the street. He turned the corner and ran into a young man, who wore battle armor and sword. It was Jean. "Well, look what the cat dragged into Chameceaux." he laughed joyfully. "Ciel-Remi."

They hugged each other.

"Hey, Jean, I see your dream came true, ‘Captain of the Guard’ huh?" Ciel-Remi said.

"Nice huh?" Jean said, showing Ciel-Remi his golden handled sword and its sheath "What brings you here, Corrine?"

"No. Just passing through, after a night’s rest, I am heading to Paris. A mission from my Father."

"Paris…Hold on. Your father let you go to Paris." Jean began suspiciously. "Your earthly father? Or our Heavenly Father?"

There was no fooling Jean. Jean and Ciel-Remi knew each other too well to figure his motive wasn’t his own father’s and why he was going to Paris? He still couldn’t figure that out. He couldn’t lie to Jean, not to his best friend. He only said, "Jean, I do not know, why I am going to Paris? I am not sure if my father would allow such an act. I feel something strong telling me to go there. If it is God, then I must obey God, but I am still not sure."

"You are right. You must go. I am ‘Captain of the Guard’, I know about Paris being dangerous. No young man should be going there alone. They say it is a place of death. If God is telling you to travel there then He will protect you. I cannot stop His plan and you know He is your father, even though you do not believe it to be true. Get some rest, and then finish your quest." Jean explained.

"Thank you, my friend and brother. I thank you for everything."

"I am patrolling the street tonight, be careful. I hope that you can find a place to sleep. I will see you when you get back from Paris. Maybe when you return you will see Corrine while walking down the streets. Good bye and be safe."

"Thank you."

Ciel-Remi walked a few more steps before entering the inn.

A woman, wearing a blue dress and bit on the skinny side with brown hair and hazel eyes met him as he sauntered into the inn. "Hello Ciel-Remi, What brings you here?"

"A mission to Paris from God or my own father, I do not know." Ciel-Remi replied, seeing her smile. Marie was Corrine’s best friend and she was two years older than her.

"Paris, Only God would send someone there." Marie said, leaning down and whispered. "One day, I will rule as Queen of France."

"Oh…Really." He wanted to laugh and thought. Jean is ‘Captain of the Guard’ his dream has come true, Marie could be correct. Ciel-Remi asked, "How do you know?"

"Henry, the Prince would like to see me tomorrow night and though I do not know why as you do not know why you are going to Paris, I am still willing to do as I am asked."

Ciel-Remi thought Marie sounded crazy or just drunk. She was saying things, which may never be true. He dreamed about being a troubadour, anything could happen. He wasn’t old enough to join. The voice simple said the church. He only obeyed. He replied. "Marie, You believe and see it happening, stand on it, and it will come to pass."

"Thank you." She smiled. "You will be needing a place to stay tonight. Am I correct?"

"Correct."

"How much do you have?"

Ciel-Remi held out ten coins. "I have ten coins."

"You do not have enough, but since you are a friend. I am going to let you stay free tonight. Please hold onto those coins for another time."

"Thank you."

"That is not a problem." Marie smiled. "I will tell Corrine, ‘Hello’ for you."

Marie walked him up the wooden steps. She opened a door to a room with three beds in it and said. "You have a good night’s rest. I will see you tomorrow before you continue your journey."

"Thank you. Good night."

Ciel-Remi lay back on the puff pillow and dozed off into a restful sleep.

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It was late morning when Ciel-Remi arrived in Paris. He saw Marie before leaving early that morning. He had arrived at his destination. Paris was bigger than Chameceaux and smaller than Bourge.

Ciel-Remi walked into the market place, watching people shop for various items. A woman with brown hair was picking up some apples and paid the gentleman then walked away. Another man was buying pears. He approached closely to the entrance of Notre Dame.

The outside of Notre Dame was still being built. The bell towers and the saints were in place. The Catholics took pride in their designs back then and he couldn’t wait until the place was finished.

Ciel-Remi turned and walked into another living area. People were coming and going from their houses. Houses were gray brick stone with piles of hay on them. The doors were made of brownish wood base. He walked further and saw a house that had been abandoned for a decade, and it was starting to fall apart. Rubble lined the outside of it. The hay was singed with black burn marks, which lay on the ground.

He saw the castle ahead being guarded so no one would come and go, unless the King of France or Prince had ordered them. Good luck, Marie.

A signed marked the road to the church, it read:

EAST: CASTLE OF PARIS. NORTH: CHURCH OF MARY MAGDALENE. WEST: TOWN HOUSES.

Ciel-Remi started up the road toward the church. He looked at the church and thought back to why he came here. He had left his family for this journey.

Ciel-Remi walked up the hill toward the front of the church. He watched as a lonely beggar sat near the steps. He was in ragged clothes with white hair, the eyes of silver lined his pupils and he stood with a cup in his wrinkly hands and asked. "Do you have money for a lonely beggar?"

Give your coin to the beggar.

Puzzled, Ciel-Remi approached and took out his ten coins. He dropped them into the cup. "Thank you!" The man said, still crouching there waiting.

Ciel-Remi proceeded into the church.

"Lord, this boy is the one, the first of many Soulfires." The old man prayed.

Yes, Gabriel, you know what must be done, when he comes out of the church, he will be a changed, a new creation of mine.

"Yes, Lord." The old man said and took out a Bible, old and stale. It was leather bound saying ‘Great Bible’. He also took another object out; a ring, round with silver and it would fit almost any finger. It also had an inscription written inside.

Ciel-Remi was inside the Church and waited on the voice to lead him to the next command to obey. Pews lined both left and right. A big stand was in the distance, two wooden booths on the right side. A statue of mother and son was on the left side.

Ciel-Remi started walking down the aisle.

He watched, as people would approach a candle, lighting one. They would return, kneel down, hands folded. He walked to the front of the building and looked up to see a stained glass window with a mother and her baby. The colors dazzled the eye in brilliant formations, they were red, blue, orange, yellow, green and some purple. They must be Mary and Jesus. He thought. What is important about Jesus and Mary?

Ciel-Remi approached the front, on the altar, laid a Bible. It is white covered and opened ready for anyone to read. He wanted to go up to read some verses.

A man came out from the left doors. He was broad, having white hair and wore a white robe was blue trimmings. He asked politely. "What may I do for you today?"

Ciel-Remi was nervous, struggling to get any words out, but said, "Hello…Father…"

"Come, come, son. You do not have to be afraid of me. I serve someone who loves you."

"Father, a voice has sent me here, what for, I do not know."

"Do you have your father’s permission to have come here?"

"Which father? Earthly or heavenly?"

"Earthly."

"I do not know, I have been following a voice unknown to me."

"What is your name?"

"My name is Ciel-Remi Lebejioux." he smiled.

"You know a lot for a boy your age, are your parents Christian?"

"No…Sir." he hesitated. "I have been going to the church in Bourge with my friends. That is where I met Corrine LeChat, do you know her?"

"Are you Christian?" the man asked.

"I do not know, I know who God is, I am longing for more than just being a shepherd for my father."

"What are your dreams?"

"My dream is to one day be a troubadour."

"That is a big dream, only God can give such a dream."

"Yes, I know." Ciel-Remi smiled, "Why did God send me to this church? And not the church in Bourge?"

"God’s plans were for you to come here." he paused for a second and then asked, "Did you do anything outside the church?"

"Yes, I gave away my coins to a beggar."

"God bless you. Do you know Jesus and why he died?"

"No…I know of Jesus, but I do not know Jesus personally." He said walking down the aisle with the priest until they stopped at the forth pew.

"God has spoken to you. You are empty inside and God wants to fill you up." The priest explained. "God has chosen you. You can take His free gift of life. He is offering it to you."

"How do I know Jesus personally?" Ciel-Remi asked.

"You need to know what sins you have done, confess them to the Lord and you will be saved."

"Ok…Father… May I have time before my Heavenly Father?"

"Yes. Take all the time you need." The priest said, slipping away to hear other people’s confessions.

Ciel-Remi saw the priest enter a wooden booth with a blonde haired lady. He knew he needed to confess his sins to Jesus Christ, not the priest. (Back in the 17^th Century they believe going to priest for confession was the thing to do.) He kneeled and started to pray. "Lord Jesus, I have been your faithful servant coming here. Lord, I have felt anger towards my father and I love him dearly, Lord, Forgive the unforgiveness in my heart. Thank you, Lord for being here. I want to know you better and take your path." He began crying. "Lord, I believe you died upon the cross for my sins. Let me be a light to a lost and dying world. In the name of Jesus Christ, Amen."

Ciel-Remi wiped away the tears from his eyes. He had a new life inside, something he wanted his whole life. He had God’s presence upon him. He was a new creation. He was no longer in darkness, but in the light of God and he so rejoiced with gladness.

~|------

Outside, the beggar sat waiting in the sun.

He held the Bible and ring in his hand. Many people came and went from the church. The man quit begging for money, and only waited quietly.

Hours passed, Ciel-Remi finally opened the door. The man looked up at the young fellow and smiled joyfully.

The man stood and approached Ciel-Remi. "You are chosen by God. The Lord told me, a man will be sent from the south. He would give away much, all the money he had before entering the church. You must have these items." He held out the Bible and the ring.

Ciel-Remi was surprised. God must have a plan. He took them, saying joyfully. "Thank you, Monsieur."

"For your good deeds, Please take everything from my cup." The old man turned the cup upside down and the fell into Ciel-Remi’s hands.

"Thank you, Sir." He smiled.

There weren’t only ten coins.

There were a hundred coins.

God had blessed him ten fold.

"Thank you, Lord, for your blessings." Ciel-Remi prayed in excitement.

~|------

Ciel-Remi started walking down the hill, he looked back, but the beggar had disappeared.

Ciel-Remi put the hundred coins into a black leather pouch. He was amazed. A Bible, a ring, and a hundred coins. He knew God was his Lord and Savior.

"Thank you, Lord."

It was later than Ciel-Remi excepted, the sun started setting in the west. He wasn’t really ready to stay in Paris. He would either walk back to Chameceaux, having left Paris or stay at the inn.

Ciel-Remi ran down the hill almost bumping into Prince Henry and Marie. "Your Highness." He bowed before Prince Henry.

"You may raise, Ciel-Remi."

"Thank you, your highness."

"Hello." Marie smiled.

"Marie told me you would be here. We have just finished and were heading back to the castle. Would you like to join us?"

"Yes, Your highness."

"I will tell my father to prepare the guest room."

"Thank you." Ciel-Remi smiled.

They all headed back toward the castle gates.

INSIDE the castle of Paris, Prince Henry approached his father, King Francis. The king knew about his time with Marie, but didn’t know about Ciel-Remi. "Father, a friend of Princess Marie is here. I would like to have a guestroom made up for him, just for tonight. He will return back to Bourge tomorrow."

The throne room was huge, made to fit the space with many people. The castle walls were grayish brick layered stone and the floor was cobblestone, granite based. A red carpet lined its interiors, made of fabric and cotton. It surrounded the two thrones and ran down to the doorway. The thrones were a bit larger than chairs and they were screwed into the floor.

"He is a friend of Princess Marie."

"Yes, Father."

"Have him approach, send Princess Marie, as well."

"Thank you, Father."

King Francis was a bit broad, not too fat, white haired with crown of gold on his head. The queen sat next to him was a bit skinny. She had brown hair and also wore a crown. They both wore red garments with white lace on the shoulders.

Prince Henry had brown hair, blue eyes. He wore a blue top with whitish-beige pants and a purple cape was draped about his shoulders. Prince Henry turned on his heels and left the throne room.

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Ciel-Remi was still a bit nervous as he entered the throne room, even though God was his rear guard and he loved Him dearly. He bowed before them. "Your Majesties, You have requested me to come?"

"What brings you to Paris?" The King asked.

"The Lord, Your Majesty." he smiled.

"Princess Marie is a friend of yours?"

Ciel-Remi was thrown by the words ‘Princess Marie’. Marie didn’t tell him she was a princess, of what city? He replied. "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Good, what is your name?"

"Ciel-Remi---"

"Lebejioux, son of Lord Lebejioux of Bourge?"

"Yes. Your Majesty."

"Does he know you are here?"

"I do not think so, Your Majesty."

"Since you are friend to Princess Marie, My son’s fiancée. You will stay here tonight and return home tomorrow."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"The Lord has brought you to Paris, you must obey Him."

"Yes, we must, Your Majesty"

"You are dismissed, Princess Marie should be coming in shortly. We will have her take you to the guestroom."

"Thank you, again." he paused "Your Majesty."

Ciel-Remi waited as Marie walked into the throne room. She had changed into a pink beautiful ballroom gown, with pink arm length gloves, also wearing a crown. He just looked shocked and confused, with his eyes and mouth wide open.

"Good to see you again, Princess." The King addressed her

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Would you show Ciel-Remi to the guestroom?"

"Yes, your Majesty."

Marie walked up to him, "Right this way sir " She said.

When they had left the throne room, and once they were in the main hallway, Ciel-Remi asked. "How long have you been a princess?"

"All my life, I am Princess Marie of Bourge. I did not want anyone to know. I ran away from Bourge to Chameceaux to disguise myself."

"You sure fooled me." Ciel-Remi laughed.

"Corrine and I were the only ones who knew the truth."

They walked up the steps on the left side, the castle was same gray brick stone, and in the main hallway and entrance were tapestries and another red carpet. They walked a few more steps before reaching the foyer. Ciel-Remi looked up and saw candle lit round chandeliers. The wax had melted on the thick base of the candles. They continued walking up the steps that led to the left side of the tower.

The steps were ten steps each. They led to a balcony type place. He commented again. "You are princess of my city and you did not tell anyone."

"Being a princess was hard and boring. My parents were nice people to let me see Corrine. I did not belong there. I left Bourge and started a job in Chameceaux, becoming an innkeeper."

"Were you a princess when I met you and Corrine?"

Marie stopped. "Yes, I was, I was only eight years of age, Ciel-Remi, Jean does not know about my being a Princess then and he still does not. You are kind enough, you will not tell him."

They continued down the long hallway.

"How did Prince Henry and King Francis find out about of you being royalty?" Ciel-Remi asked.

"As Bourge’s Princess, I am destined to be his bride when I have come of age. I am fifteen years old and ready to marry."

"King Francis knew about your being royalty through your parents? They would know your whereabouts."

"Yes, my parents know I am here. I am ready to fulfill my deeds as wife to Prince Henry." Marie began. "but, they did not know my whereabouts for the last two years."

"Okay, I will not say a word. Have you heard word from my father and mother?" Ciel-Remi said worried. "Do they know where I am?"

"Yes, your father sent a message to my father, earlier today; King Francis received a message reading: ‘If they had seen you to send word immediately to Bourge.’ When I found out, I told Henry, and he told King Francis. They have sent a message immediately to your home. They should get it before you arrive home, tomorrow evening."

"You are probably wondering why I did not tell my father why I had taken off without permission."

"You were confused; a voice told you to leave. You probably asked this question to yourself, ‘if God’s plan was for me to be here, have I done the right thing?’ Your father may not understand. You have a life with Jesus and God is in control."

"Thank you, your highness."

"Please do not use formalities when speaking to me. They make me sound ‘royal’ I am just an ordinary person. " Marie said irritated.

"Okay, What then do I call you?"

"Princess or Marie."

They found their way to the guest room; three beds on the right wall and a wooden table dresser for clothes and other items. He laid the black pouch on the dresser.

"See you tomorrow, before you leave."

"Goodnight, Princess." He chuckled, as she closed to the door.

Ciel-Remi prayed before getting some rest. "Lord, Thank you, please gives me the words to say to my father when I get home tomorrow night. Keep my family safe and Corrine, Princess Marie and Prince Henry. Thank you for your love, oh Lord, In the name of Jesus Christ. Amen."

Ciel-Remi fell asleep and God spoke, Good night, My child, I did not have you come all this way to be yelled at by your father. Soon you will understand the reason I had you leave Bourge.

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Early morning, the birds were chirping outside Ciel-Remi’s window, he awoke to a surprise on wooden dresser; a new outfit with a note attached. It read:

Ciel-Remi,

So Ciel-Remi bathed and got dressed. He put the Bible in a brown sack. He was ready to head home. He had a story to tell his parents and was nervous. He didn’t know what they may say, so he prayed a short prayer, "Lord God, Please keep me safe on my way home, put peace on my parents hearts. Thank you for such a beautiful morning. Thank you for your gift of Salvation. In the name of Jesus, Amen."

At this point in time, he heard a knock on the door and opened it, Marie stood there in her yellow dress and she held a brown leather sack. She asked. "Are you ready?"

"I am ready, what about you? By the way you are carrying a bag full of items, this means you are not staying here?" Ciel-Remi commented.

"I am returning to my father’s castle. The messenger was delayed. King Francis has asked me deliver the letter to your parents in person. Except, I would like to stop in Chameceaux to see Corrine before we go to Bourge."

"Do you have a story to tell your parents?"

"I have told them what they need to know. I hope you do the same with yours."

"I just cannot lie, telling them I came to Paris to see you."

"Then, this note is useless." She smiled, holding up a folded note with a seal by the King and Queen. "This note came from King Francis. The note tells ‘where you had gone and why you were in Paris’. It must not be opened until you hand it to them."

"Yes, Marie. We have a journey ahead of us."

"King Francis has offered some horses. So we can ride back, instead of walking, which would cut time."

"That is fine." Ciel-Remi lugged his sack over his shoulders and they both walked from the room. They headed toward the castle entrance. "Are you sure Corrine will want to see me?"

"Yes. She will."

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Princess Marie was born two years earlier than Ciel-Remi and she was bold enough as to command the French army. She came to know Christ when Corrine first invited her to church. She was plain and ordinary; she didn’t present herself as a Princess, even though Corrine knew she was.

Marie never really liked being called ‘your highness’. She served God who was called ‘Your Majesty, King of Kings and Lord or Lords’. Even though she was born of royalty, she didn’t fit in as a Princess.

Marie loved strolling outside the castle into town and befriended people. She met Corrine, while Corrine was shopping with her family.

Marie loved people. She didn’t want anyone to know about her heritage or her family line.

Marie was thirteen when she ran away and started the inn. No one there, except Corrine, knew she was a Princess. She obeyed the Lord and was blessed greatly.

Prince Henry was traveling down to Bourge to meet the one chosen for him. He had stop at the inn to stay the night. She dazzled the Prince, when he was ready to leave. Marie inquired. "Where are you going? Why?

Prince Henry told her. "I am going to Bourge to meet the Princess that one day I shall wed."

She knew right away, God had a husband for her and revealed everything to Prince Henry but told him. "Please do not tell my parents, I am willing to go to Paris with you."

Marie met King Francis. Prince Henry was a blessing. She sent word to Corrine and Jean. She didn’t know Ciel-Remi was coming to Paris, and she didn’t want to tell anything to anyone until God commanded her to do so.

They were headed back to Bourge, where Marie was away from for a long time. What would she say? What would Ciel-Remi say? She knew Lord and Lady Lebejioux well. She would help him by the way of the note she carried in her sack along with her belongings.

Marie mounted a black horse. The horse was tame and obeyed her every command. Ciel-Remi didn’t know anything about horses, other than what his father told him. She watched him mount a white-brown horse. The horse didn’t know him. She just laughed as the horse bucked him off and onto the ground but the only thing that was hurt was his pride.

Again, he tried to mount the horse. Marie rode up beside the steed and whispered, "You do not know Ciel-Remi, give him a chance, will not you do that for me?" She rubbed the horse on the mane. The horse let him on. They rode up to the city gates.

"Good Afternoon. We are returning to Bourge. May we go through?"

"Yes, Princess." The gate guard said and opened the city gates. "Be careful Princess."

"Thank you,"

They rode outside the city walls. The horse that Ciel-Remi rode, got used to his feel and Marie giggled as they rode toward Chameceaux.

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Ciel-Remi hated riding horses. He knew how to ride them, but he just hated it. He would rather walk, than riding a bucking bronco. He did admit that horses took less time.

They were near the town.

Ciel-Remi looked over at Marie. She had her head down. He rode up beside her and asked. "What is the matter, Princess?"

"Nothing, I was praying and thinking about my parents."

"You do not think they will be angry for you leaving."

"No! I love them. Beside, leaving home was not my calling. Leaving home was God’s plan, exactly, why you left three days ago. God impressed on my heart to go to Chameceaux. I was obeying God and this morning I was praying and God impressed me to come back to Bourge and to leave Prince Henry in Paris and Corrine to become the Princess, I have always been." Marie explained.

"Maybe God is preparing and readying you for being Queen of this country." Ciel-Remi smiled, trying to encourage her. "You do not like being called ‘your highness’ what will happen when people start to call you, ‘Your Majesty’? What then?" He asked.

"God is preparing me for marriage and love with my husband. I did not need to go back there. God will show me in His timing, it is everything and no one alone can rush it."

"His timing is everything and when it comes upon you. We must be willing to lay down our lives for His sake and obey Him." Ciel-Remi preached.

"Are you sure? You did not know Christ before yesterday?" She asked jokingly.

"I knew much of the words of the Catholic Bible. I am just listening to what God is sharing. God gave me this Bible. In His timing I will learn much and how to use it. I do not know when, but the day will happen in His time."

"A Bible! God sent you to Paris for a Bible?" Marie laughed.

"Before going into the church, I gave some money to a man. After I came back out, he was still there and gave me the Bible and a ring for the good deed I had done."

"A beggar?" Marie asked.

"Yes, a beggar. He was sitting there all day long, before I ran into Prince Henry and you last night."

"A brave person to stay in the sun."

"Maybe, he was not a person."

"What are you saying? The beggar was not a human, then what?"

"An angel sent by God."

"You believe he posed as test from God?"

"Exactly, why, I do not know. I was chosen by God to come here, in obedience to Him and He chose me for His plan and His calling."

"Why are you? Many people are chosen by God, what makes you any different?" Marie asked.

"Princess" he sighed. "I do not know."

"You are trying to tell me. God chose you for something you know nothing about? God will reveal it to you in time."

"Yes, I guess so."

"You, guess so?"

"Okay." He sighed again. "I know so."

They came over a hill, the town came into view. They rode down the hill. Marie was faster than him when riding horses. His legs were weary and tired from riding.

In Chameceaux, they rode through to a building on the eastern hill. It was a beautiful mansion, three stories high, about hundred square feet in length. It was white was a reddish-pink roof. Two windows could be seen, one on each side. They could see the white marble pillars stand near the doorway.

The gate of the mansion read: ‘LeChat Estate’

Ciel-Remi watched while Marie dismounted her horse and approached the guard at the gate. "Princess Marie and Monsieur Ciel-Remi to see Mademoiselle Corrine LeChat."

"I will inform Mademoiselle Corrine you are here."

"Thank you, Monsieur."

The high social class guard walked down the driveway to the mansion entrance. He wore a bit of blue guard uniform with white-beige pants. The door opened and he started talking a lady. They were to far away to hear what he and lady said.

He came back, the iron-bared gate opened slowly. "You may enter Princess Marie. Corrine is expecting you and Ciel-Remi too." He said.

They walked up the pavement, as the door opened and they entered near the pouch, the lady said, "Princess, You and your friend may see Corrine. She is upstairs in her room."

"Thank you, Madam LeChat."

They stood inside the mansion, stairs on each side. One led to the right side of mansion and the other the left side. Two doors led to the kitchen and the living area. Two windows lined the mansion’s entrance hallway. Sitting near the door was a cylindrical table, three feet in diameter. On it sat a glass golden vase. It looked very expensive. The mansion was luxuriously decorated.

They walked up the stairs on the right side. The candle chandeliers hung in perfect formation. The steps lined with a purple carpet. The wooden handle was smooth, not rough. He never lived in a mansion, even though they were servants of royalty.

Ciel-Remi was still nervous and turned to Marie asking, "Why did you want to see Corrine?"

"To say ‘goodbye’. Once I am back in Bourge’s castle, I will not be permitted to see Corrine, unless she was to come there according to her own will."

They walked down another narrow hall. Tables lined every few inches apart and beautiful flowers sat upon them.

"Corrine’s room." Marie announced.

Corrine opened the door, before Marie could knock. "Welcome Princess." Corrine saw him. "Ciel-Remi," She blushed. "I did not expect you with Marie."

"It is okay, Corrine. He already knows I am a Princess."

"Yes Marie, except I still did not expect to him today."

"We are headed back to Bourge."

"From where?" Corrine asked.

"Paris." Marie replied.

"What were you doing to Paris, Ciel-Remi?"

"God sent me there." He just smiled.

"You are a Christian? You are not pretending anymore."

"No, I am saved and love God. God blessed me yesterday."

"Welcome to the family, would you be kind enough to wait for us outside. Marie and I have to talk."

"Yes."

They started chatting as he left the room closing the door.

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Corrine loved Ciel-Remi. She didn’t want to give her feelings away until the time was right. Marie asked. "Corrine, You like him, do you not?"

Corrine blushed. "A little, even though I like him." She sighed. "I do not know him."

"Yes, but your feelings show everything. I am your best friend." Marie said. "No secrets, you do not just like him. You love him."

"I know, I can tell you anything." She looked depressed. "I am first class, I am wealthy, and my parents would not allow me to wed him."

"What about Jean? He is ‘Captain of the Guard’."

"Yes, but I do not truly love him. I truly love Ciel-Remi. I always have. I always will."

"Jean knows, does he not?"

"Yes Princess, he does. Jean will not try to interfere, only my parents will."

rule France. God has blessed me; I am ready to be Queen."

"Two years? Why not sooner?"

"It is in God’s time and the Prince is not yet ready."

"Why are you here?" She asked.

"Prince Henry wants me to return to Bourge and stay there for two more years. So, I will be able to live for France being God’s daughter and Queen of France."

"Are you here to say, ‘goodbye’?"

"Yes." she sighed. "I am here to say ‘goodbye’. We will see each again and you can always visit Bourge."

"Yes, I will see you again, my friend. I know we will be in good hands with a Christian Queen of France."

Marie hugged her again and opened the door.

"Nice seeing you again, Ciel-Remi!" She yelled.

My love, I will see you again one day.

"Nice seeing you…" She heard as the door shut.

Much sooner than you may think, Corrine.

~|------

"We had better get you back to Bourge." Marie said walking down the steps. She was fond of Ciel-Remi and Corrine’s love and he now showed God’s love and light shines brightly within him. "Goodbye, Madam LeChat."

"Thank you, Princess." She said.

Marie got on her horse. Ciel-Remi pulled the reigns of the horse and asked, "So, How many people know you are a Princess?"

"About ten." she smiled.

Ciel-Remi hopped on his horse. "Ten!"

"Ten." Marie said over her shoulder as she rode off.

~|------

Ciel-Remi was baffled. Ten people know she is a Princess, Who are they?

He rode next Marie. "Who are they?"

"Who are who?" she asked confused.

"The people who know you are a Princess."

"Oh." Marie put her finger to her temple. "God, you, my mother and father, King Francis, Prince Henry, Corrine and her parents…" she thought for a moment.

Ciel-Remi counted. "One…two…three, four…five…six…seven…eight, nine…"

"Sorry…Eleven."

Marie finished. "Your mother and father."

"My mother and father?"

"Yes, they knew before you were born. And all of these people know I hate formalities."

"What about Jean? Does he not know you are a Princess?"

"No! Jean will find out soon. Please do not tell him."

"I promise I will not tell him unless you have already."

"Thank you."

They reached the end of the town, when Jean approached from behind them. "Ciel-Remi, Marie, Wait up!" He yelled.

Jean ran up beside them. "Before you go to Bourge, You may want to know something."

"What?" Ciel-Remi panicked.

"The city of Bourge has been attacked." Jean said.

"What? No!" Marie had fear as she panicked. "We better get back home."

"Thank you, my friend." Ciel-Remi smiled, still panicked. "Do you know anything?"

"No! I just heard!" Jean yelled out.

"Okay, Jean!" Ciel-Remi yelled over his shoulder as they rode to Bourge and he prayed, "Lord, keep everyone safe."

~|------

They reached the ridge overlooking Bourge. In the distance, fire blazed making a black cloud of smoke. Marie commented. "My word, what happened here?"

"I do not know." Ciel-Remi said paralyzed.

"Whatever it is, we should check into it." Marie said. ‘He’ and the horse started galloping toward Bourge. He followed close behind.

They reached the entrance. Ciel-Remi saw the guard lying on the ground, with a sword in his back. He watched as they rode further into town.

Bodies of men, women and even children lay dead on the streets, most of them did not even see the horror coming, their eyes opened and faces as cold as ice. Some of them lay face down, but Ciel-Remi knew they were dead. Who could have done this?

Fire blazed in many places. The fires were burning some other bodies. Ciel-Remi looked at Marie. She had the same expression, of fear and wonder. He rode up beside her. "What or who could have done this?" She murmured.

"Why would they do this?" Ciel-Remi asked.

"I do not know." Marie commented. "You should go home and check on your parents. I will go to the castle to get some answers, whenever you find something to report." Marie put her hand on his shoulder. "We will find the answers."

"Thank you." Ciel-Remi said as Marie rode off toward the castle. He rode up to his home.

Ciel-Remi got off his horse near the house, unlike everyone else’s houses, his home wasn’t ablaze. He approached slowly, his face pale and yelled out, "Mama…Papa!"

He walked up beside the house, and then yelled out again. "Mama…Papa!" No answer. "Mama…Papa! Where are you?"

Ciel-Remi welled up with tears and yelled again. "Mama…Papa!" He cleared the house and walked a bit further. He was crying, "Mama!" he yelled louder, "Papa!" He cried, still no answer. He walked around another corner before stopping and froze.

Ciel-Remi, his eyes wide, mouth opened looked up into at the faces of his mother and father. They hung with a rope around their neck. Their eyes were opened and faces were cold. He felt his throat constrict as he realized his mother and father were dead.

Ciel-Remi stood there as tears ran down his face and cried. "Mama…Papa! How could they?" He fell to his knees and cried out. "Lord! Why did you allow this to happen?"

Where would you be if you did not obey me?

For the first time, Ciel-Remi realized, his disobedience would have cost him his life and couldn’t bare the thought.

"Thank you, Lord, for saving me." Ciel-Remi prayed as he pulled out his knife. He approached his parent’s bodies and cut the rope letting the bodies fall. "Lord, I should give them a proper burial before going back to tell Marie."

Ciel-Remi drug them up to a place where the ground was not hard, took the shovel, barely blunt and dug two holes, body length. He picked up his father and mother’s bodies and gently placed them into the holes burying them with the soft soil. He then found four sticks and made them into crosses and places them at the heads of their graves.

He stood up and wiped off the dirt from his hands and said brokenly. "Mama…Papa! Goodbye. Rest in Peace." He started crying again. "You were the best parents, I ever had."

After Ceil-Remi was finished he mounted the horse and rode back to the outside. The walls of the castle were broken and Marie stood there, her head down. He dismounted his horse and approached her. "Are you alright?" he asked.

"How are your parents?" Marie asked. She was always concerned for others before being concerned for herself.

"Gone, I buried them before coming back." Ciel-Remi explained, then asked, "You?"

"My father is still alive and my mother---"She welled up with tears. "---is dead."

"That is awful."

"Yes, I found out my mother was shopping when they attacked."

"My parents did not even have a chance."

"No one did, it was a surprise attack."

"Maybe I will get some answers about what happened before we leave to go back to Chameceaux."

"You are going there?" Marie asked surprised.

"I have nothing here, everything, my own life was here and now---"Ciel-Remi stopped, his throat tightening again, "---I have nothing."

"Why did God allow such awful events?"

"God did not, He already knew." Ciel-Remi said looking into her face taking his hand and wiping away a tear from her eye. "God sent me to Paris, so I would be safe. My disobedience would have killed me."

"Let us go talk with my father. I have found my life in Chameceaux that is where I belong." Marie said walking toward the castle.

"Good idea, I would like to know who attacked Bourge." Ciel-Remi said angrily.

"Yes, I would as well." Marie said sadly.

They approached the castle’s gate and went into the castle.

~|------

Marie was thankful for friends to love and cherish, in a few short hours she found a dear friend in Ciel-Remi. They comforted each other through the loss they faced. Marie made a decision; she would go back to Chameceaux.

Marie had known Ciel-Remi only for a short while. She heard much about him through Corrine and Jean. She was told he was a compassionate and an obedient person. No wonder Corrine loves him so.

They reached the throne room. The king was sitting there leaning over as if in great grief. Her father had white-brown hair, gray eyes. He wore a crown of one sapphire embossed in silver. "Ruined…everything is ruined." He murmured.

Marie approached him. "I know." she said hugging the king.

"Thank you, my daughter." He cried in his grieving voice.

"Corrine’s friend, Ciel-Remi is beside me, he would like to know who attacked Bourge."

The old man sat straight in the red and white leather chair. "You want to know who attacked Bourge." He announced!

Ciel-Remi stepped forward; he wiped away another tear and asked, "What happened?"

"I can tell you from what I saw, I do not know why or who would try to take over Bourge." The king began to explain. "All I remember was that I was sitting here talking to another poor soul when I heard a scream coming from outside the castle. Even though I hear them all the time, I also smelled the smoke. Someone came to tell me that the city was ablaze. I came and looked outside. I saw a man running from a silver armored man. The queen had gone to get some items from the marketplace. I had forgotten she had gone. I looked to the northwest and saw a guard lying with a sword stuck into him. I ordered everyone for battle, except it was too late. We closed the gates. They started climbing up ladders on the castle’s walls. I was still looking for my wife. A man, broad- shouldered with a black mustache stared straight up at me, held her hostage. The man yelled something. I could barely hear and then stabbed her in upper chest area. ‘No!’ I cried as her face went numb and she closed her eyes. The queen was dead."

The king took another breath; choked up by the tears, he continued.

"People invaded the castle. Many maids and servants were killed. They opened the gates for their leader. I was lost not knowing what to do, I just sat here, crying, grieving for my wife. I ordered guards to go fight to their death but to leave me alone. I prayed to God to save me.

The leader, the one who had killed my wife stood before me. I was afraid of death, even though I knew I would be in Heaven. I was still afraid to die. I just sat there waiting to die---"

"Father." She interrupted "I would have lost you too."

"Yes, Marie." The king told her. "The man before me unsheathed his sword, he was going to strike me dead, and a light filled the castle. The glow gave presence like an invisible person behind him. It held the leader from striking me. ‘What is this?’ he asked as he motioned for retreat. God had saved my life, only to lose many people. The invasion came from the hillside overlooking your house. They must have killed your parents before invading the city."

"My parents did not have a chance." Ciel-Remi said.

"No one did, I did not know until it was too late." The king told him.

She hugged her father again. "God saved all of us. God did not want us to die."

"Yes, Marie, God is gracious." The king commented and then asked. "What are you going do now?"

"Father, I believe it is best for Ciel-Remi and I to return to Chameceaux." She said.

"I understand, I have sent word to King Francis in Paris. We will have to rebuild Bourge, there is nothing left here. Take care, my daughter."

"Thank you, father."

"Take care, Ciel-Remi" The king smiled. "Your obedience, saved your life, no one knew why you went to Paris. You are truly chosen of God."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Ciel-Remi commented. "We need to get back to Chameceaux before sundown."

"You are right." Marie smiled. "Goodbye Father."

"Goodbye, my daughter." The king said sadly. "God Bless you."

"God Bless you, too" They said simultaneously.

They left the throne room and headed for Chameceaux.

THE IMAGE of Ciel-Remi’s parent’s deaths didn’t leave his mind. Looking into their cold faces, it never left his mind and he was still haunted of that day he returned from Paris to find them gone, dead, never to come back.

Ciel-Remi had nightmares about their deaths and Bourge, his homeland’s destruction. He was still raging inside against the one who had killed his parents, Marie’s mother, and almost her father. He told himself that one day he would find out who had done it.

After Ciel-Remi and Marie left Bourge they settled in Chameceaux. Marie took back her job at the inn and he stayed with Jean. He quickly found an easy job in town in a bakery.

Ciel-Remi and Corrine were able to see each other. They would go to Paris and walk around the river. He loved her very much. They would talk about their future together. God blessed them.

When Marie married Prince Henry, she helped Ciel-Remi become a troubadour. She wanted to see him as much as she did Corrine. She became a close friend.

A troubadour was a type of cadet for the military of France. A musketeer was a solider for the military of France.

Ciel-Remi had everything he had dreamed about. He had a beautiful ‘loved one’, soon be his fiancée. He had a job as a troubadour and two other friends to love and cherish. Most importantly he was a ‘child of God’. He was greatly blessed. Satan knew it and hated it.

The ‘Captain of the Musketeers’ Jean-Paul Borjour was a broad-shouldered man with a thick, black mustache, his eyes were like fire and he wore a Musketeer’s uniform. Jean-Paul became the supervisor over Ciel-Remi.

Ciel-Remi cared about and obeyed anyone who would have been in authority. Jean-Paul didn’t like his attitude.

Jean-Paul asked around for information about him, Jean-Paul found that, ‘Ciel-Remi had parents killed in Bourge.’ Jean-Paul just laughed and found, ‘Corrine was his ‘loved one’. He decided to pay a visit to Corrine’s parents.

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Princess Marie was living as Princess again and not to her dismay she loved Prince Henry and as his wife she found that being the daughter-in-law to the King of France to be pleasing. King Francis was about sixty years of age and dying.

She would be Queen of France, with King Henry by her side. She saw Ciel-Remi once everyday to find out what God’s plans were for the kingdom and to see her friend.

"How are you today?" Marie asked.

"Working hard, Princess."

"Jean-Paul giving you any trouble?" she asked again.

"No, Princess, He is my superior. I must obey him."

"You are an obedient servant." She laughed.

"Thank you."

Marie was curious about Corrine. Ciel-Remi hadn’t asked to wed Corrine and she was willing to see God’s will done. She asked. "You and Corrine are in love, why have you not asked her hand in marriage?"

"Tonight, Princess, I was going ask her."

"I will await news tomorrow." She said. "You may go home early. If you run into Jean-Paul tell that I need to speak with him."

"Yes, Princess," Ciel-Remi said, turning to leave. "I have not seen Jean-Paul all day, however."

Marie was suspicious. What is Jean-Paul up to? Why was not he in Paris?

Ciel-Remi left, she went a few halls down into the library where Prince Henry was.

He looked at her.

"Jean-Paul is not here and has not been seen by anyone today. "Do you know where he might have gone?" Marie asked.

"My darling, Jean-Paul requested a day’s vacation. He was going to meet with someone in Chameceaux." Henry said.

Marie became more suspicious. "Thank you."

"Do not worry; Jean-Paul will be back tomorrow."

"I am not worried, I am just suspicious." She said.

Henry motioned her to come over to him. He wanted her to sit on his lap. "Jean-Paul was suspicious at first, but I have seen his work and felt he is trustworthy."

Marie sat on his lap, Henry started to comb through her hair with his hands and she looked in his eyes. She leaned down and kissed him. "I have some free time." She flirted.

"What are you suggesting?" Henry asked.

"Oh nothing." Marie said.

"Nothing, huh?"

"Did you know Ciel-Remi is going to ask Corrine’s hand in marriage tonight?"

"No." Henry said, "They will be happy together, it is God’s will and plan for them. So I will accept and support it."

"Thank you." Marie said rubbing his chest.

Henry took her hand. "You are beautiful." He motioned her to get up and Marie stood. He stood also. He picked her up and carried her out of the library to their bedroom. "I have some free time, as well." He said and closed the door.

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It was near evening when Ciel-Remi arrived in Chameceaux. He was tired and exhausted. He was just going to go home and take a nap, before he saw Corrine.

"Yes, Lord"

Ciel-Remi walked to Corrine’s house, the mansion was dark as he felt an evil presence and thought nothing of it and continued walking around to the gate to the entrance of the mansion.

Ciel-Remi saw Jean near the gate. He approached asking, "Hello, my friend, what brings you to Corrine’s this night?"

"I have been ordered by Corrine’s parents to watch and let no one in without their permission. My guard over there is alert of intruders or people they do not want coming around." Jean explained.

Ciel-Remi was confused, her parents knew about them together, he asked. "Corrine’s parents know who I am. Why would they not want me around her?"

"Look, I heard, her parents have set up an arranged marriage to someone---" Jean paused and looked sadly at him. "---I am afraid it is not you, my friend."

"Corrine is marrying?" Ciel-Remi asked. "We have promised each other we would wed. I was going to ask her tonight." He felt sad and depressed. "This is not right. Someone is trying to break us apart. God’s plans are for us to wed."

"I know, another obstacle…I have my orders." Jean told him. "I will see what I can do."

"Thank you."

Jean approached the guard. He wore the uniform of a high-ranking official with a red sash and was a bit taller than him and a bit trimmer as well. He ordered the lower ranking guard, "Tell Lady Corrine’s parents, Ciel-Remi is here to see her."

"You know our orders. No visitors for two weeks."

"I do not take orders from man. I take them from God." Jean looked at the guard angrily. "Now do as you are told!"

"Yes sir, this will be on your head." The guard said leaving.

Jean walked back to him. Ciel-Remi asked. "Did I hear everything right? Corrine is marrying in two weeks; she is not to see anyone until such time."

"Yes, the wedding is two weeks from today. She is not to see anyone until then." Jean explained.

"Who is Corrine to wed?" Ciel-Remi asked suspiciously. "Come on, they must have told you."

"She is marrying your boss, Jean-Paul Borjour."

"What? Do you not see Jean, Jean-Paul knows about my happiness ever since he came here. He has been studying me. He is not a Christian. Plus, I am Corrine’s love, not his!" Ciel-Remi was irritated and didn’t know what to do.

The guard came back. "Corrine’s mother has told me, she is not free tonight. Please come back after the wedding." The guard explained.

"What?" Jean asked. "Ciel-Remi is Corrine’s dearest and beloved friend. I will have to see them later tonight about this."

"Dear friend or not, they have ordered it."

"One moment please." Jean told him. He took Ciel-Remi to a shadowed area, where it was darker and whispered. "There may still be a way to see her. I cannot get you inside the LeChat mansion, but I can get you onto the mansion grounds."

"Thank you." Ciel-Remi whispered back.

"Just wait until we open the gate, when I see the guard change, I will distract them, while you go to the bush below her balcony." Jean whispered and then looked around. "You will have to be careful."

"What are you waiting for?" Ciel-Remi asked.

"Jean-Paul Borjour to leave." Jean said.

"Okay, I will pray and ask God’s blessings."

Ciel-Remi knelt down and started praying as Jean returned to his post.

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The LeChats, Corrine, and Jean-Paul Borjour were having a meal to welcome Jean-Paul’s engagement. Corrine’s face was downcast and depressed. God gave her Ciel-Remi and now she was going to have to marry some twenty-six year old man. She could feel Ciel-Remi’s presence near by, but she couldn’t do anything.

Corrine was blonde haired with green-blue eyes. She was beautiful. Tonight she wore a white dress. Her mother wore a blue dress, with a white fluff on the shoulder and her father wore brown top with beige pants. Jean-Paul wore his blue musketeer’s uniform.

Someone knocked on the front door. Her mother excused herself to answer it. Corrine was hoping it was Ciel-Remi. She hoped and waited for him to be standing close to her. Jean-Paul was talking with her father, he was telling him ‘what a beautiful daughter he had and lucking guy he was to wed so young’.

Her mother returned.

"Mother, who was it?" Corrine asked.

"The guard, your friend Ciel-Remi has stopped by." Madam LeChat said.

A smile came over her face. "I have sent Ciel-Remi away. You are busy and wish not to be disturbed." Madam LeChat lied.

Corrine was devastated and felt her heart break. She got angry and stood up yelling. "Like hell! I am busy!" Corrine shrieked, "I have been awaiting his arrival all night! Do not disturb me! I am going to my room!" Corrine ran up to her room crying.

Corrine ran into her room and closed the door. She ran over to her bed to lie down and cried, tears welled in her eyes. Only one thing she could do was pray. "Lord, I believe you have put Ciel-Remi into my life, I love him, I wish to wed him, not Jean-Paul. Lord, you know my heart. Ciel-Remi is my true love, let me know what to do."

Corrine waited a minute before the Lord spoke. Be Patient, my child, write a letter to your friend Marie, who is soon to be Queen of France.

Corrine calmly approached her desk, took out a parchment and the quill, dipped it into the ink and started writing a letter to Princess Marie or Queen Marie. (Depending on what happened throughout the night. She knew King Francis was dying.)

She finished it and laid it on the desk.

She heard footsteps. She grabbed the letter and hid it, in the drawer, under a book.

Corrine heard a knock and answered it. Her mother appeared and looked angry. "What do you call that? Young lady!"

"I am sorry, Mother, but God gave me to be Ciel-Remi’s one and only true love. You only met Jean-Paul today." Corrine sighed. "Now I am to wed him? Someone I do not love, someone twice my age?" She ran and sat on her bed, arms folded.

"You are going to wed Jean-Paul. You will see no one else until after the wedding." Madam LeChat said a far away look on her face.

"To Ciel-Remi, not Jean-Paul Borjour!" Corrine yelled. "I love Ciel-Remi, not him! You have never forbidden something like this before today. What has happened to you?"

Madam LeChat just repeated what she had just said.

Corrine remained silent.

"He will treat you right." Madam LeChat said.

"Like marrying a stranger, I know nothing about, made any difference!" Corrine was angry and they just argued more.

Finally her mother left the room. Corrine walked up near the door to listen in on the discussion downstairs. She could barely hear what they said, but it was enough:

Madam LeChat returned to the table. "What is it dear?" Monsieur LeChat asked.

"Corrine refuses to have anything to do with this marriage." She told him.

"Well, Lord and Lady LeChat, that was a good dinner, I must be going. The night is young, we have planning to do." Jean-Paul said boldly.

"Sorry about our daughter. She gets angry time and again." She said.

Corrine couldn’t believe her mother just lied, she didn’t get angry.

They walked Jean-Paul to the door. "Goodnight, have a good evening. We will see you tomorrow."

Tomorrow, He is going to monitor me, Jean-Paul has done something to my parents, He knew about Ciel-Remi and I, He is not of God, He is here to destroy our lives.

"Thank you, Lord." She prayed.

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Ciel-Remi waited in the shadows, he prayed. "Lord, give me the wisdom and love to talk with Corrine."

Jean saw Jean-Paul Borjour leave. The guard opened the gate and Jean-Paul greeted him with a warm friendly smile.

Jean sensed and felt an evil presence around him. He was shaken. His gift from God was ‘sensing the evil presence’. (A gift from God known as the discernment of spirits.)

After Jean-Paul left, He approached Ciel-Remi and asked. "Did you feel that?"

Ciel-Remi just answered. "Yes, I did."

"An evil presence around Jean-Paul," Jean said. "Get ready, I am going to talk with him. The guard will suspect something soon."

Jean felt nervous. He was going to betray his friend’s parents for Ciel-Remi to see her. He also approached the guard who wasn’t paying attention. "Go tell Corrine’s parents, ‘Jean would like to talk to them’." Jean ordered.

The guard started for the door. Jean ordered again. "Before you go, open this gate!"

"Yes, sir." The guard said, he walked back, unlocked the gate, it clicked and opened. "Come in and lock it."

"Thank you, everything is in order." Jean commented. "Go tell the LeChats I wish to speak to them."

"Yes, sir" the guard walked toward the house. Jean watched him knock upon the door, it opened and he walked inside.

Jean signaled Ciel-Remi to come in and hide in the shadows near on left side of the gate. Jean warned. "Be careful, hide in the shadows while a guard is present, meet me here. You have ten minutes."

Jean watched as Ciel-Remi ran through the shadows near the left side the gate and waited.

The guard came back and told him. "They will see you, for a short time."

"Ten minutes."

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Ciel-Remi waited until they went into the house to start toward Corrine’s balcony, the one which overlooked her window. He stayed in the shadows and moved gracefully across the grass from one bush to another near the house.

Ciel-Remi knew the grounds very well, being with Corrine for less than two years. They would often walk around them and talk to each other to get to know each other better.

Ciel-Remi ran to another bush near the corner, it was larger than the others, which hid him so well. He ran to the other side overlooking her parent’s window and balcony. He looked up at the light coming from window of her room. She is in her room. Good, this will make it easier to get her attention. He thought moving to the bush down below her window.

Ciel-Remi moved back a few steps. He was still in the shadows and quoted a line from Shakespeare’s ‘Romeo and Juliet’. "Is it light which thou yonder window breaks. Corrine is the sun and Ciel-Remi is the moon." He spoke through the window, quietly and mellow, so her parents couldn’t hear him.

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Corrine was watching her mother and father as they saw Jean-Paul outside. They watched as he joyful slipped into the dark of night.

Soon after, she heard an interruption at the door. Madam LeChat answered and the guard stood there. He asked a question she couldn’t quiet understand, something about Jean was requesting to talk with them. "Maybe our friend Jean will see through my parent’s confusion and trickery." She quietly said.

Corrine watched as Madam LeChat let Jean and the guard in. Jean walked inside and signaled the guard to go back to his post. Jean thanked Madam LeChat for talking with him.

Corrine walked over to the desk and took out the letter.

"Yes, Lord."

She walked back to the door to see what was happening. Jean was arguing about something with Madam LeChat.

Corrine faintly heard a voice and knew it was Ciel-Remi’s. He was quoting Romeo’s line from Shakespeare’s ‘Romeo and Juliet’, one of Corrine’s favorite love stories. She many time watched the play with her family when they went to England. She enjoyed it, now the play reminded her about Ciel-Remi and her and the mess she was experiencing.

Corrine joyful ran out onto the balcony and spoke back. "Ciel-Remi, Ciel-Remi, Where art thou, Ciel-Remi?"

Corrine watched as Ciel-Remi stepped out from the shadows into a light shining down from her window. "Corrine, I am here, my love. Jean is making a distraction so I could see you, are you well?"

"Yes, quite well, Jean-Paul Borjour has placed a spell on my parents and forced them to have me to wed him."

"I have not much time, The Lord, while I was praying, told me you have something for Marie."

"Yes, a letter, she must get it tomorrow." Corrine said dropping the letter so Ciel-Remi could catch it.

"Corrine, Jean-Paul Borjour is evil. The Lord has a plan to destroy his pride, I must get back, and I will see you tomorrow. Your parents cannot keep me away from you for a long time."

"Tomorrow then and everyday after," Corrine said joyfully and walked quickly to her door to watch what was happening with Jean. Jean was told to leave. She ran back and quietly said. "Ciel-Remi, quickly, Jean is leaving. You must get outside the gates or else you will be caught."

"Thank you, my love." Ciel-Remi said slipping back into the shadows. She blew him a kiss. He caught it and pressed to his lips, "I love you." He mouthed to her. She mouthed back, "I love you, as well."

Corrine went back into her room, joyfully and in love. She fell back onto her bed with her hands crossed and prayed. "Thank you, Lord."

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Ciel-Remi felt his heart beating as he hurried back to the bush near the gate. The guard saw Jean leaving the house and rushed to see him. Jean ordered the guard. "Stay here until I had left the premises. I will open the gate by myself." The guard stayed.

Ciel-Remi watched as Jean approached to gate. "Ciel-Remi, You are there?" he whispered.

"Yes, I am."

"You are in a good mood."

"God has delivered me an angel. I will tell you later."

Jean opened the gate. "Come on before the guard sees you and stay in the shadows."

Ciel-Remi dashed outside the gate quickly. He watched Jean close and lock the gate. Jean waved to the guard as they left the mansion and headed home.

As they walked down the street, Ciel-Remi asked. "What happened with Corrine’s parents?"

"They are possessed with a spell that Jean-Paul has put on them. They believe they are doing the right thing. They believe he is the ‘right man’ for her but we must find a way to break it"

"Right man!" Ciel-Remi said irritated. "Corrine does not even like him. She has written a letter to Queen Marie. I know her, Jean. She probably wrote to be free of him. She was happy to see me tonight."

"What did you do? Use your charm on her." Jean laughed.

"I used something on her. She was blushing like a lovers would." Ciel-Remi jested joining in the laughter.

"She is an angel. I hope you and she are happy together when this whole thing is resolved."

"I do not know Jean. God has our plans in his hands alone, not ours."

"What are you going to do now? Preach to me." Jean asked, still laughing.

"No, I just know God’s will is above any human’s will." Ciel-Remi said. "God gave me Corrine, I know that much. Come on, let us go home and rest before tomorrow’s day breaks and we are working again."

"Good idea." Jean yawned, "I am getting tired and we both have a long day ahead of us."

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The next morning when Ciel-Remi awoke, his clothes were gathered neatly on the dresser across from his bed.

His room was a nice place to stay. Jean’s house was warm and gentle. The bed was soft and he had everything he could ever want.

Jean never lived as though he was rich. He was wealthy, but he lived as though he had enough and gave when he wanted to help the poor. Ciel-Remi knew this about his friend.

God had blessed them greatly. They both worked for the Queen Marie. Most of the time, Ciel-Remi was always working as guard for her, then a normal troubadour on the castle grounds.

Ciel-Remi bathed and got dressed in the purple tunic with black pants. He tucked the letter into a pouch to keep hidden from Jean-Paul.

Jean was standing outside the house in the fresh gentle breeze waving through his hair. Ciel-Remi approached Jean and asked, "Getting some breeze, my friend?"

"Yes, Ciel-Remi," Jean answered, "Great day today, the sun is great and blue skies are what we need these days."

"I have to stop by the castle before work." Ciel-Remi told Jean "To deliver the letter given to me by Corrine."

"Be careful, you do not want Jean-Paul to find out you have that letter." Jean warned.

"Yes, my friend, Queen Marie will see me before I am to go to work." Ciel-Remi began, "I will run into Jean-Paul, I will make sure he does not see the letter. I have a bad feeling about him."

"I felt it last night, while he left Corrine’s mansion. Jean-Paul is not human or controlled by a demon, I do not know which." Jean told him.

"You do not know, my friend, we can only wait and see what happens."

"I am ‘Captain of the Guard’ to King Francis. I have been a friend to Princess Marie and Prince Henry for a long time, before your hometown was destroyed. Jean-Paul suddenly appeared and was proclaimed the ‘Captain of the Musketeers’ of France. Do you not think this is odd?"

"Yes, he must have gotten help by someone higher than him and lower than royalty." Ciel-Remi laughed joking around.

"Jean-Paul was not able to put a spell on Corrine or me. People who know the Lord are immune to his spells. Her parents have told her to wed someone she does not love. God gave you to Corrine. Jean-Paul had to have known and cast a spell on her parents who do not believe in Jesus. They would not even come to such conclusion until the day they met him."

"Corrine and I are gifts from God. I am a soulfire. I love God, obey God and will die for Jesus. She has the same soulfire, as well. She is not affected by his spell."

"Okay. Okay. My friend, calm down. Take the letter to Queen Marie." Jean put his hand on Ciel-Remi shoulder. "Marie will understand and do something about him."

"Thank you, my friend." Ciel-Remi said as he left.

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Ciel-Remi arrived in Paris about mid morning. He rode into the town by the church he first visited and then reached the castle.

A guard yelled from the castle walls. "Who goes there?"

"It is Ciel-Remi. I would like audience with Queen Marie!" He yelled back.

"Thank you, I will open the gate." The guard said opening two iron thick gates. The rust of the gate squeaked.

Ciel-Remi rode into the courtyard, before coming face to face with Jean-Paul.

Jean-Paul was steady, he had a looked of fire in his eyes, his voice was deep and rough. He had his arms folded.

Ciel-Remi dismounted his steed, "Hello, Sir. Before I go to work, I must see the Queen of France."

Jean-Paul asked, "For what reason are you seeing the Queen of France?"

"I am but a lowly servant, a troubadour, but I have promised someone I would see Queen Marie." Ciel-Remi said.

Jean-Paul seemed confused and scared. His voice echoed throughout the courtyard. "Sorry! You need to go to work. I cannot allow you to see Queen Marie."

Ciel-Remi could see through Jean-Paul’s trick. "Who are you to command me? I have someone higher who gives me commands and I listen to Him. I am going to see Queen Marie and the only thing you can do is try to stop me! I am going with or without your permission!" He yelled.

Ciel-Remi mounted his horse and rode into the castle entrance. Jean-Paul got angry and yelled, "Guards! Stop him!"

Ciel-Remi dismounted his horse. He tied it up and ran into main hallway.

"Lord, please give me the strength to outwit these guards." He prayed.

The hallway was big and wide. It had steps going toward the left tower and steps toward the right tower. Tapestries lined the walls, armor suits were near by. Red carpets lined the steps and floor before the entrance to the throne room.

Ciel-Remi looked around to see where he could hide from the guards. He knows something about what happened last night. He is trying to stop me from delivering the letter to Queen Marie. He thought and ran straight up the steps to the throne room.

Two guards came from the castle entrance and two another guards were blocking the entrance of the throne room.

Ciel-Remi stood and waited.

"Stop! Ciel-Remi! Orders from Jean-Paul!" The two guards yelled.

"No, you listen! I am going to see King Henry and Queen Marie!" Ciel-Remi yelled. "I have promised a friend that I would."

The guards ran toward Ciel-Remi, they forced his arms back behind him. "You are under arrest for disobeying orders from your superior."

Jean-Paul appeared in the door with a gleaming smile.

Ciel-Remi was taken, glaring into Jean-Paul’s eyes and said, "You will not get away with this!"

Before he could be taken out, King Henry and Queen Marie stopped everyone.

Jean-Paul approached them and bowed before them. "Your Majesties."

"What are you doing?" King Henry asked.

"Ciel-Remi is under arrest for disobeying my orders." Jean-Paul announced.

Queen Marie approached him. She looked into his eyes and asked, "Why did you disobey orders? That is not like you."

"I promised a friend, my queen."

"Who is this friend?"

"I cannot tell you right here, just take this pouch from my left side hooked to my belt." Ciel-Remi said

Marie took the pouch and found the letter inside it; she pulled out the letter and started to skim through it. She whispered something into King Henry’s ear and then finally announced, "Guards! Release him; I must talk with him in private."

Jean-Paul rushed up to the Queen. "This is unfair, Your Majesty, He disobeyed my orders." Jean-Paul waved his hands in front them and said, "You will have Ciel-Remi arrested for disobedience."

She told Jean-Paul. "You have no authority over the Queen of France. Further more, I am a child of God. Those spells are not going to affect my husband or me."

"You are dismissed. Ciel-Remi has been given permission from Her Majesty Queen of France to see her in private. We will not arrest him for these charges. Good day." King Henry told Jean-Paul.

Jean-Paul angrily marched outside and the guards followed.

"Ciel-Remi, I would like to talk to you about the letter from Corrine. Please follow me." She told him.

They went up to the guards. She waved her hand to allow permission for Ciel-Remi to follow them inside the throne room.

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King Henry went back to his throne and sat down upon it, but Marie went up the steps and remained standing.

Ciel-Remi bowed before them.

"You may rise." She addressed. "You are my friend, the formalities are not needed." Queen Marie asked. "How is your relationship with Corrine?"

"Our relationship has just begun. Jean-Paul is looking for a way to end it." Ciel-Remi explained.

"After reading the letter---"

King Henry began interrupting Marie. "Corrine does not like the way Jean-Paul has taken over her life."

"Did you see the same thing when you got this letter?" Queen Marie asked.

"Yes, Corrine loves me, not him."

"How did you get this letter?"

"Jean helped me get into the mansion grounds, after I planned to see Corrine, but her parents denied me permission to see her."

"Yes, you are doing God’s will, Corrine must have been praying for comfort and God told her to write the letter, knowing you would sneak into the grounds." She explained.

"Marie, Jean has been helping me since the tragedy. Jean gave me a place to live and a place in my dreams." Ciel-Remi began. "Jean-Paul is just another storm sent by Satan to break up our relationship."

"I trust Jean, I know Corrine loves you, and I know God’s plans for both of you. Please stay around the castle today. I am sending for Corrine’s parents, along with Jean-Paul."

"Thank you, Marie. God Bless Your Soul. Since I have nothing to do in the castle, I will go and pray about this problem."

"I am promoting you. You will be called to be my highest guard and work for me, not Jean-Paul. You will be a witness and protect the King and Queen of France." Marie explained. "After today, Corrine and you will live in this castle. God will bless you and keep you safe from evil. If any problems happen between Jean-Paul and you, then I will banish him from Paris."

"Thank you, My Queen and my friend." Ciel-Remi bowed.

"You may go now, I will send for you when they arrive."

King Henry approached. "You are chosen from God. Thank you being loyal to our kingdom."

"Thank you. Your Majesty" Ciel-Remi hugged both of his friends, "God be with you."

"God has truly blessed Ciel-Remi and Corrine, I love you for being a caring and loving person to people." King Henry said.

"Yes, God has truly blessed them, I would like to see them joyful, no one has the right to control their lives, besides our Father in Heaven. God’s plans are to see them together and only someone with the power of God can help break Jean-Paul’s spell."

"How do you plan to do it?"

"God will speak through me, I have no say over the words I give to people. My help comes from our Father in Heaven."

"You are right." Henry said.

"Shall we go to our room and pray for God’s mercy to help in this task."

They linked their arms together and went to their room to pray for reassurance and grace from God to help with the situation.

JEAN-PAUL BORJOUR stood looking out toward the courtyard. He was angry and you could tell it by his facial expressions. He wondered if Ciel-Remi found something about his deception of their love affair.

How did Ciel-Remi get a letter? And who was the letter from? Corrine or Ciel-Remi? Jean-Paul thought as the morning passed away into the high noon.

He got on his horse and rode to Chameceaux to see if Corrine’s parents were still under his control.

Jean-Paul arrived about one o’clock. The sun was beating down on his head. A man dressed in a royal garment was standing outside the gate.

What is going on? What are Paris royal guards doing in Chameceaux?"

Jean-Paul didn’t like what he saw as he approached the guard. "Would you tell Monsieur and Madam LeChat that Jean-Paul Borjour is here to see their daughter, Corrine?"

The guard didn’t hesitate. He went to the front door of the mansion; soon the guard came back and said to him. "I am sorry, sir. They are heading to the castle in Paris. They must have no one here at this time."

Jean-Paul was denied. He almost got mad, but kept calm. "Queen Marie wants to have an audience with The LeChats. I will not allow this." He raved within. "No one mocks me, Jean-Paul Mephisto!"

Jean-Paul mounted his horse and rode to Bourge.

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Corrine sat on her bed daydreaming about life with her true loved one. She knew by now, Ciel-Remi had delivered the letter to Queen Marie. She wanted a higher power to help her, and she knew only God would be able to break the spell placed upon her parents.

Corrine slipped to her door and watched as her parents sat waiting and wondering about something.

Someone knocked upon the mansion door. She saw them answer it. The guard said a few words, then left. What was that about I wonder?

After a moment a man appeared in the doorway. The man wore a royal garment. He held a scroll of some kind in his hands. Corrine watched as he announced. "Corrine and her family are invited to the castle in Paris to see Queen Marie."

I love you, Ciel-Remi, You got the letter to Queen Marie, Soon the spell will be broken and I will be Ciel-Remi’s wife. She was excited.

Corrine saw her mother say something. Her mother didn’t want her daughter to go with them and would have to stay here awhile and wait. The man argued back, ‘the orders were the family, not just the parents’. She overheard her mother curse. The man wouldn’t give into the spell.

Corrine decided to rush down the steps to her mother and father. "Mama and Papa." She started. "I know why they want to see us. I must go no matter what you say."

Her mother yelled, "You are not going to see Queen Marie! You are to stay in the mansion until two weeks from yesterday."

"Sorry, Mama! Sorry, Papa! You cannot lock me up forever. I love Ciel-Remi, not Jean-Paul. Before yesterday you loved Ciel-Remi, you have cursed our life and I will not stand for it. This reason is why I sent that letter to my friend, the Queen of France." Corrine told them angrily.

"How did you get a letter to Marie?" Madam LeChat asked.

"By the man I truly love." Corrine said. "Ciel-Remi delivered my letter by God’s will to Queen Marie, now I believe she wants to know what is going on in this household and she has the right to know."

"My daughter will come to Paris with us." Madam LeChat told the royal guard.

"Good day to you, Mademoiselle Corrine. We will see you in Paris." He said leaving.

Corrine watched as he left the gate and then gasped. She saw Jean-Paul standing near the gate. No way are you going to come between us, Jean-Paul.

She stayed downstairs while Jean-Paul told the guard he wanted to see her, when the door was knocked upon, she yelled out. "I will answer it, Mama!"

Corrine opened the door silently and slowly.

The guard stood waiting, "Corrine!" He said taken by surprise. "Jean-Paul Borjour is here to see you, Mademoiselle."

"Oui, Monsieur. I can see that, tell him we are getting ready to see Queen Marie and must not be disturbed, I will talk to him later." Corrine told him.

Corrine closed the door again silently and slowly. She giggled under her breath, and then prayed. "Father God, forgive my lying I did it for the well being of my life. Please give me strength over my parents today. Thank you for everything, In the name of Jesus. Amen."

Corrine didn’t want to see Jean-Paul nor even have her parents know he was around.

Her mother entered and asked, "Who was at the door, dear?"

"Mama, the Royal guard, they forgot something important." Corrine lied again. "Just look proper for Queen Marie."

"Thank you, dear."

~|------

Bourge was now a little town after the invasion of Jean-Paul’s army two years before. Jean-Paul took over the castle after the king died. He died shortly after King Francis did and Marie became Queen over all of France.

Jean-Paul used the castle as a home for his followers and still, no one lived in Bourge and no one was allowed to live even close to Bourge. Bourge was now his empire the first one which he had conquered.

Jean-Paul stood on the highest wall of the tower. He now wore a black robe and shadowed his face. He was no ordinary human. He was possessed by a great demon, the Demon of all Darkness, Mephisto. He was second in charge to Satan, the highest of all fallen angels.

A man with a white robe approached him.

Jean-Paul with a deep voice spoke, "Have you any word of who Ciel-Remi truly is?"

The man in the white robe spoke, a hiss in his voice, like much of a snake. The man was named Xathis, the demon of anger. "We are still looking into the family he lived with during his time in Bourge, but we have no clue of who this young man is and why God has chosen him."

"God has delivered a message to Corrine, then Ciel-Remi delivered it to the Queen this morning. She is going to have a word with Corrine’s parents. We must appear before her." Jean-Paul commanded. "Gather the others; we are not going to let Corrine get away anything. She does not want to be my bride, then she will die instead. Do I make myself clear, Xathis!"

"Yes, Sir." Xathis hissed as he left.

"We will see who has the power over life or death, God or me?" Jean-Paul laughed evilly.

~|------

Ciel-Remi was kneeling in a quiet room with in the castle, out of all of the churches in Paris; this room was a small quiet chapel for prayer, fasting, and for learning knowledge of God’s true word.

Ciel-Remi had been praying and fasting for three hours. He wanted to seek God’s face, humble himself, pray and turn from his wicked ways. He wanted his land back. The land had been taken when Bourge was attacked. He wanted to turn from all wickedness and see what God’s word said concerning his life.

Ciel-Remi was given a Bible, not from man, but from God. Even in Hebrew, God through him studied the scriptures. ‘God sent his only Son to die for us, then after rising from the dead, left us his Holy Spirit to live and dwell inside us forever’. He had read this verse from the Bible he was once given.

Ciel-Remi knew by the promise of God through Genesis and 1 Corinthians, the promise for a wife with whom he could live and love forever. Corrine matched that description of a loved one. He also read finding out more that she was God’s will for his life and that Satan, Lucifer and his angel were trying to stop everything.

Ciel-Remi prayed, read more, and then prayed again. Even though He was hungry, even though he knew it wasn’t time to eat not until after the prayer and fasting for the problem that he faced.

Corrine would have already been his bride, if Jean-Paul had not gotten in the way. He knew there was something evil about Jean-Paul. How did he know where I would be that night? How did he know to send his guards after me when trying to deliver Corrine’s letter to Queen Marie? These questions were all he thought.

"Father God, Lord of All, I have many questions. Why have you given me this Bible? Am I learning this to show my bride and many others the truth, that Jesus died and rose to prove the Father’s great love for us, and that he bled and died on our behalf, knowing we are just sinners in the world. Father God, Forgive for my doubt and questions, Why me? Why am I chosen?"

Read more, Ciel-Remi, the answers lay within My word, Read more, then pray and keep on praying.

He obeyed and opened up the Bible and started reading more of the great words from God.

Ciel-Remi prayed. "Many people were chosen, but as a man we are just your servants for such a time as this. God, you know what is to come, we live according to your plans, not our own. God, I will be your follower, your servant." Then Ciel-Remi started praying for many others. "Thank you, oh Lord, great above the earth, Thank you for Corrine, my treasure and light in you Lord, you have given me a beautiful gift. Lord God, Our Father, Thank you for my friendship with the King and Queen of this great Nation. Lord Jesus, please guide them, for they are worthy and are the authority to many people. God, the great and exalted one, great is your name and worthy to be praised. Great are you Lord the Father of many and ruler over the earth. Lord Jesus, who died on the cross for us, because we could not live a perfect life, and Jesus did. Lord, Bless everyone who of my friends and family on the earth. In the name of God the Father, the Son, Jesus Christ, and the spirit of God, the Holy Spirit. Amen."

Ciel-Remi had found peace and joy. He picked up the Bible and walked back to the center of the room. He still didn’t know why or what was he saying, He only knew it was an act of worship to God and sang praise to Him.

Queen Marie entered the chapel. She stayed quietly and watched a bit of his actions in praise and worship.

Ciel-Remi saw her. She was praying for guidance and protection for her friends.

He approached Marie and hugging her asked, "Has Corrine and her family arrived yet?"

"Yes, My Brother in Christ. They have arrived. We must break this spell over Madam and Monsieur LeChat. Ciel-Remi, please be warned. Jean-Paul may try to bring harm to Corrine, he was very angry when he found out you had a letter. We need to see through his true plans for being in Paris and France."

"Thank you, My Queen." Ciel-Remi addressed.

They both left the chapel.

~|------

Corrine and her family arrived in Paris by mid-afternoon. She waited to see what would happen with her parents through Queen Marie’s letter. God gave Ciel-Remi to her. She believed it within her heart. God told her to write the letter and so she did.

Now Corrine stood in the main foyer waiting for King Henry and Queen Marie to have audience with them.

A guard approached them. "The King and Queen of France have been awaiting your arrival. Please come this way."

Corrine watched as her mother and father remained silent. They looked angry about what was happening. She knew they didn’t want her to come because she would be in their way. Also, because Jean-Paul’s spell on them was trying to make them leave her at home at all times. She felt locked up like a prisoner of war.

Corrine wasn’t their slave, but their daughter. They were about to get something, which would break the spell.

Corrine walked patiently and kindly with the guard into the throne room. This audience was private, so most of the servants and the Ladies and Men of court were gone.

Corrine saw that King Henry sat on the right throne, and Queen Marie sat on the left, standing close by her was Ciel-Remi. She turned around to see the expressions on her parent’s faces.

King Henry spoke with a firm voice, "Madam, Monsieur, and Lady LeChat, Welcome to Castle of Paris, Home of the King and Queen of France."

"I suppose you are wondering why we summoned you today." Queen Marie began. "This letter is from your daughter, Lady LeChat."

"Madam and Monsieur LeChat, Why have you had your daughter confined to the mansion in Chameceaux?" King Henry asked. "Why do you keep her away from the one she truly loves? Our friend, Ciel-Remi Lebejioux."

Madam LeChat spoke first. "Your Majesties, We have come to find Jean-Paul Borjour an honorable and trustworthy man for our daughter. Ciel-Remi is still a boy, immature and not of royalty."

"Madam LeChat, Why would you say, Ciel-Remi is not of royalty? His mother and father were Lord and Lady Lebejioux. They were my parent’s servants in Bourge for many years. Corrine has learned this from him."

"Yes, My Queen, I do know Ciel-Remi is son of Lord Lebejioux, one reason I have been God’s servant in this matter. My parents are under a great spell telling them, ‘Jean-Paul is trustworthy.’ I have been praying for them and I believe Jean-Paul is not trustworthy or honorable, he is evil and deceptive." Corrine explained.

"After today, we have figured such things out. When Ciel-Remi was to deliver the letter to me, Jean-Paul had him arrested for not following his orders." Queen Marie stated. "Jean-Paul is not what he says, He has deceived us all."

"Your Majesty, Why do you say these things? My daughter is a great woman and needs a husband to guide her. Ciel-Remi is not that man; he is still a boy in many ways." Her father said.

"Ciel-Remi is a man and obeys God. He would not be here today if he did not come to Paris that very day of the invasion. He is a servant of God. He abandoned everything to come to Paris, which in turn saved his life. Ciel-Remi is young, but then so is Corrine, but they are chosen by God to love each other as man and wife."

"God, God has nothing to do with our lives, we live, we love, and we die, nothing said, nothing more." Her mother said.

"You are a fool, without Jesus, we would be living in sin and bondage, but God has freely given us the gift of Salvation. Jesus is the way, the truth and the life without Jesus, We are nothing." Marie felt hurt.

"Our daughter is subject to her parents, we are her life, we want her to be Jean-Paul’s wife, and we will have her be his wife." Her mother insisted.

"God is in Control. We have no rights to say weather Jean-Paul or Ciel-Remi is chosen for your daughter." Queen Marie said. "I am going to read you the letter given by Corrine and I want you to note her feelings in this matter. Then you need to decide if you are going to be in her life or not.

"Corrine wrote this:"

My Dear Sister in Christ and Queen over this nation,

~|------

Ciel-Remi didn’t know what Corrine had written and didn’t know her real feelings for him. He had a perfect time to propose last night. He approached Queen Marie and whispered. "May I?"

"Soon." She whispered back.

He didn’t know why she didn’t allow it now? Ciel-Remi just reassumed his position.

"God has blessed Corrine with a friend and person to know. God will bless them for the future. Madam and Monsieur LeChat, Ciel-Remi has brought to my attention that he was going ask Corrine’s hand in marriage last night. Jean knew him to be true and needed to see Corrine. Jean let him into the courtyard of the mansion." Queen Marie revealed. "Not having the time last night to ask this, he delivered the letter with my help."

Ciel-Remi watched as Corrine faced them. "Mama, Papa," she proclaimed. "Jean has been a friend of Ciel-Remi and Queen Marie for many years. Jean requested to stand guard in case you did not let Ciel-Remi into the courtyard. Jean is also a child of God; God planned Ciel-Remi to get the letter to the Queen."

"Ciel-Remi has been waiting since last night to do this, Madam and Monsieur LeChat; you have to let your daughter go. They will live here as my Lord and Lady of Paris." said Queen Marie

"No! You cannot have her!" They yelled in despair.

"Mama, Papa. You have no idea what I had to do to get here today. You have to approve of Ciel-Remi, Why? Why are you acting like you never liked him?" Corrine yelled running right into his arms. "I love Ciel-Remi, not Jean-Paul!"

Laughter could be heard from outside the room. The doors of flew open suddenly. Five men in different colored robes enter the room. "You have done well, my spell has been working."

Queen Marie stood, King Henry yelled. "Who are you?"

Jean-Paul removed the hood back on his head. "What a surprise, Oh King of France. You have known me as Jean-Paul Borjour, the guard of the musketeers."

"What right do you have barging into this throne room without permission? Queen Marie wailed.

In a deep voice, "I have a matter with Corrine, You have disobeyed child, now you must be killed." He says with hand stretched out toward Corrine.

Ciel-Remi prayed protection over Corrine, "Lord, Please protect Corrine from any danger."

At that moment, Jean-Paul’s finger lit up with a fire magic of some kind and shot to where Corrine was standing. After the smoke cleared, Corrine stood scared. Jean-Paul looked shocked. "What? You should have been hit, what manner of protection is this?"

They were surprised and King Henry asked, "Who are you? No one has power to cast satanic magic."

"Ha, ha, satanic magic, why do you say these are Satanic?" Jean-Paul laughed.

"What do you want? Why did you try killing Corrine just now?" Queen Marie asked. "Why did you deceive her parents? Who are these men in the robes behind you?"

The men behind Jean-Paul were wearing different colored robes. One robe was white, another red, another pale and lastly a black robe. The men stood silently. Jean-Paul spoke, "Queen Marie, You are just full of questions. I want to rule this nation and Corrine disobeyed me. Her parents were my key to the plan to rule over Ciel-Remi and Corrine’s life. These men behind me are others like me, they called Xathis, Trest, Charik and Chord."

"Do you know who you are dealing with? Do you know who has more power than I alone have?" Queen Marie asked.

"Oh, Marie, You have not known with whom you are dealing." Jean-Paul’s demonic taunts came. "Would you like to know the look on your mother’s face before I killed her?"

"What?" She angrily yelled. "What did you just say?"

"Do you really think the attack on Bourge was planned as an act of war, I would like to take the nation of France, before that I had to conquer the greatest city in all of France?

"How can you take a castle with all defenses up, you must kill the one that is in power, then you can conquer. I waited until the Queen went shopping, then invaded; she was one of the first, along with Ciel-Remi’s parents."

Ciel-Remi had a look of madness in his eyes. He wanted so much to kill Jean-Paul where he stood, but God didn’t allow it.

Ciel-Remi wait, the day will come, my protection over Corrine will be taken if you do something evil against him. Jean-Paul will have his day.

Ciel-Remi held Corrine tightly because she was still scared.

"I have no more to say." Jean-Paul said.

"So, you disguised yourself as a guard to invade Paris in a weak hour, but you had something standing in your way, Ciel-Remi and Corrine’s relationship. You knew that together they would destroy your plans of taking over France. You went to her parent’s mansion to place a spell over them to get her to wed you instead of him. Ciel-Remi would be crushed and you would have a foothold on Paris." Queen Marie explained, "You forgot something Jean-Paul, If God is for us, no one can be against us."

"Where is this God, You talk about?" Jean-Paul asked.

Ciel-Remi spoke, "God is everywhere, only by faith can we know God is everywhere around us."

"Who do you think protected Corrine from the power you possess?" Queen Marie asked. "So you believe since Corrine broke your plans to take France. You would kill her and then plan new ways to get France from us."

"Luck, Just Luck. God does not exist and you were just lucky it did not hit you." Jean-Paul angrily said, "I will get my revenge, one day France will be mine and no one will stand in my way!"

"As long as God exists, you will not take over France." Ciel-Remi began. "As long as we humble ourselves, pray, seek God’s face, and turn from our wicked ways, God will hear us and forgive our sins and heal this land and any other land doing the same.

"We wrestle not against flesh and blood, but the Prince of Darkness and the air, The Angel of Light. We need only the armor of Righteousness, Salvation, Truth and the Gospel of Peace."

Jean-Paul reacted, "Where did you get that? Only one book reads that and no one in France beside a Catholic priest has it."

"The Bible, God’s Holy Word." Ciel-Remi said and reached around to take out the Bible.

Jean-Paul was confused, "Where did you…" A light shone from the Bible. The verse Queen Marie said was written in front of Jean-Paul.

A voice came into the room. Mephisto, Great Demon of Darkness, I the Lord Jesus Christ cast you from Paris. You may try, but my people will come before you and defeat you. I will take away Madam and Monsieur’s spell. They will see their daughter’s marriage to Ciel-Remi is the right thing to do. Now leave, if you come back, you will be defeated. The voice faded.

Jean-Paul and the robed men had left.

Ciel-Remi saw her parents confused and wondering ‘why they were in the castle?’

Marie approached them, handing them the letter and said, "This letter will explain everything and why you are here today?"

Corrine’s parents took the letter opened it and read it silently. Her parents looked up at their daughter. Madam LeChat was in tears and spoke boldly. "Your Majesty, My daughter was correct in bringing you this letter, it is not like us to keep her true love from her. Ciel-Remi has been her love since he came to Chameceaux."

"Madam LeChat, Your daughter had Ciel-Remi bring it to us, because she was being kept locked up." Marie said.

"Yes, Your Majesty, We do apologize to you and to our daughter for such behavior. We did not know what Jean-Paul wanted and we were led into his trap." Madam LeChat told the Queen.

Corrine ran up her mother, putting her arms around her, gave her a hug and smiled gently into her eyes. "Mama!" She said excitedly.

"You are chosen by God to wed the man chosen by God alone. You may choose to marry the one you love. We are not going to stop you." Madam LeChat said as a tear ran down her cheek.

Corrine wiped her mother’s eye. "Thank you, Mama." She said.

"Ciel-Remi has an announcement to make."

Ciel-Remi approached Madam LeChat and hugged her, as well. "God Bless you, for you did not know what Jean-Paul had done. The night I received this letter I was going to propose marriage to Corrine." Ciel-Remi began, "The King and Queen have let us stay in castle of Paris as our living space. Monsieur and Madam LeChat, I would like to you give us your blessing."

"You are blessed by God. We have seen this since the day you walked into her life. We do give our blessing to you for her sake." Madam LeChat said.

"I give you my blessing, you are God’s chosen. You will make a great husband for my daughter." Monsieur LeChat said.

"Thank you, Monsieur and Madam LeChat." Ciel-Remi said, and then took Corrine’s finger. He took a ring from another pouch and placed it on her finger. The ring was a ruby ring, gold around and with a inscription inside saying ‘Corrine LeChat, My Love, I Love You, for now and always, Ciel-Remi’ "Lady Corrine LeChat of Chameceaux would you take my hand in marriage to be your husband, now and for all eternity?"

A joyful smile came upon Corrine’s face. A tear ran down as she said. "Yes, my love, I will marry you." They both hugged each other.

Queen Marie had more announcements for them. "Corrine, you are welcome to stay in the castle, unless you have another choosing of where to live."

"Thank you, My Queen. We would like to live here, if my parents do not have a problem with it." Corrine said, looking at her parents. Madam and Monsieur LeChat were joyful and they nodded saying ‘yes’.

"Ciel-Remi Lebejioux of Bourge, God has chosen you for such time as this. You may lead my musketeers, since Jean-Paul is completely banished from Paris. You alone are left for this position." King Henry addressed him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I would like to give the Job to my faithful friend Jean Duvicioux. He will be your ‘Captain of the Musketeers’ in France, "and I will still be Queen Marie’s guard in the castle." He told Queen Marie.

"You are right; we will send a letter to Chameceaux. You will be my ‘Captain of the Guard’. Do you object?" King Henry asked.

"No, Your Majesty, I will be the Captain of the Guard, no intruder will come into this castle. My friend will lead the outside Musketeers from invasion of any source. Thank you, Your Majesties for this great privilege to serve you and God the Father well."

"Now Ciel-Remi and Corrine, I would like to know when you are going to have this joyous wedding. You will be named Lord and Lady Lebejioux." Queen Marie said.

Ciel-Remi hesitated; He looked into the eyes of Corrine. "My Queen, Corrine and I would like to be married as soon as possible. We love each other."

"Do you, Corrine LeChat agree?" Queen Marie asked.

"Yes, Marie, I do agree with him. I have loved him since six years of age when we met in a church in Bourge. I have prayed for him for many years. God chose him to go to Paris, when Bourge was overtaken. Please let us wed at once." Corrine said.

"Then, Tomorrow, Let us come back for the wedding of Ciel-Remi Lebejioux and Corrine LeChat; Let us celebrate what the Lord has made beautiful." Queen Marie’s announcement echoed throughout the room.

"Corrine will again return home tonight. Ciel-Remi will stay here while Jean is called to come tomorrow. We will have joyful wedding, a God chosen wedding." King Henry announced.

They kissed; Corrine left the throne room with her parents. Ciel-Remi stayed in the castle.

"Ciel-Remi, I would like you to be a messenger to Jean, He is your best friend, be careful of Jean-Paul. He may be banished from Paris, but not Chameceaux and Bourge."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I am aware of this. I would like to get her parents to live here, as well. They are blessed of God."

"Why do you think this is so?" King Henry said.

"Jean-Paul will strike Chameceaux as revenge. I do not want Corrine to suffer the same loss I have. Please, they could build a new mansion here." Ciel-Remi pleaded.

"You are right. We will have you deliver the messages, one to her parents and one to Jean, requesting that he take the position of becoming ‘Captain of the Musketeers’."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Please let us pray, I will deliver these messages later tonight before Jean-Paul has a plan to destroy Chameceaux."

"Yes, we shall pray for our nation and against Jean-Paul’s take over." King Henry said.

They gathered together and prayed. "Father God, Which is in Heaven, Blessed and Holy is Your name. Your kingdom come, Your will be done. Forgive those who sin against us and for our sins. Lead us not into temptation. Lord Jesus, Come before your children and take us out of the hands of evil. Protect those in Paris and Chameceaux tonight. Let us have a great and joyous wedding tomorrow between Ciel-Remi, Your son and Corrine, Your daughter. Give us great wisdom and guidance through the Holy Spirit. We pray for evil strongholds to come down and for freedom in France. Lord, we ask and seek these things, In the name of Jesus, Amen."

All of them joined in unity for the prayer. Ciel-Remi felt the hand of the Father. He must be in Chameceaux tonight. He must deliver the messages, plus God had a plan for him. Jean-Paul wasn’t going to wait for his revenge.

~|------

Jean-Paul Borjour (Also now known as Jean-Paul Mephisto) was standing on the highest part of the castle in Bourge. He was looking out across the barren lands and rubble lined the streets.

It had been taken over by Jean-Paul when Marie’s father, the King of Bourge died. Everyone who was still left, the women and children had to leave. He had great plans for these people.

Jean-Paul had such anger that his hands trembled and his hands wrapped around the gray stone of the walls. The strength of his hands crumpled part of the wall. He raised his arms toward the western horizon.

"Look Master!" Jean-Paul yelled. "I have conquered Bourge, soon France will be ours!"

Jean-Paul felt so much pride inside for what he had accomplished. He was angry on the outsiders. He was mocked before the King and Queen. God destroyed his self-esteem.

"How dare they mock me, I am powerful and I will not take such pain." Jean-Paul slammed his fist down. "The Word of God is unknown to man in this part of the world. Where did Ciel-Remi get that Bible?"

"Mephisto, Demon of Darkness…" A voice came from behind him. He turned around to see who was there. A man standing there wearing white garments with a light surrounding him as bright as the sun. "It does not matter where the Bible came from…"

Jean-Paul didn’t know who was speaking, but questioned. "Sir, The Bible kept me from Paris…" He complained.

"What matters is the girl." The voice said.

"The girl?" Jean-Paul asked.

"Corrine, What matters is the death of Corrine." The man’s light dimmed to a black shadow. A shadow like character with six wings, the three on the left were torn and ripped apart.

He bowed down, "Master." The shadow moved toward him, putting its hand on his shoulder. "Rise, My friend."

"Last time I saw Corrine. She was in Paris." Jean-Paul said.

"Corrine is in Chameceaux." The shadow exclaimed. "We have tonight to bring her to death’s door, and then France will be under our rule."

"King Henry and Queen Marie rule France. They have God on her side and that would complicate our plans. We need to strike tonight." Jean-Paul explained.

"Yes Mephisto, You are learning well."

"Thank you, Master." He said. "I will send one of the great generals to Chameceaux to kill Corrine."

"See to it." The shadow said and disappeared out of sight. "Do not fail me, Mephisto."

Jean-Paul stood there watching the horizon. "We will attack at midnight tonight." He proclaimed.

Jean-Paul was less angry, with more cruel cunning and called out, "Xathis!"

"Yes, Master." Xathis acknowledged Jean-Paul as he approached him.

"Send one of the generals to Chameceaux." Jean-Paul ordered.

"Master, Chord is on Assignment. Trest is your second in command and I am your Military Advisor. Charik is the only one who can go."

"Then send Charik, his assignment will be to kill Corrine. If he fails then Chameceaux will suffer a great loss. He has my permission to destroy and kill everyone there."

"Yes Sir!" Xathis hissed. "Charik will be there by midnight, his assignment will be to kill Corrine, unless she resists. Then he may destroy Chameceaux."

"Exactly, you may now go." Jean-Paul dismissed Xathis.

"Yes Sir." Xathis left.

"Corrine, My dear, it was nice knowing you. For tonight you will die, Ciel-Remi will mourn and France will be ours." He laughed evilly and loudly.

THE SUN SETS over the horizon of Chameceaux. The night sky was orange with beautiful rays of light. Ciel-Remi had arrived in Chameceaux shortly after Corrine and her family had returned to ‘LeChat Mansion’.

The Mansion was the only one in Chameceaux and built for her parents by skilled craftsmen when they were about her age. He could remember visiting it, the first day he came into town after the raid on Bourge.

Ciel-Remi walked down the street past the tavern to a place known to him for the last two years. Jean’s house was gray stoned and built to room many guests.

He knocked before entering the house. Jean answered, surprised to see Ciel-Remi and hugged him tightly. "My friend, what brings you here? Did not the Queen bid you stay in Paris under God’s protection?"

"You heard." Ciel-Remi said. "I am not only the ‘Guard of the Queen’, but messenger from God and the royal family."

"‘Guard of the Queen’. After your defeat of Jean-Paul from the post of ‘Guard of the Musketeers’, I thought you would have become just that." Jean seemed shocked.

"No, Jean." Ciel-Remi began. "I did not accept the position; it was given to someone else…a loyal friend which has guarded Chameceaux for a long time. I believed he would be a great Guard for the Musketeers of France."

"You refer to me?" Jean asked.

"Yes!" Ciel-Remi took out the letter from Queen Marie and handed it to him.

Jean opened the letter and started reading silently. After he had finished, he spoke. "The Queen of France would like me to take over Jean-Paul Borjour’s duties as ‘Guard of the Musketeers’. They agree together and I am to leave tomorrow for Paris."

Ciel-Remi could see the joy on Jean’s face as he also announced, "Tomorrow, you will not only be ‘Guard of the Musketeers’, but also my best man for my wedding."

"God bless you, I accept both duties." Jean said excitedly "It is late, would you like to stay here tonight?"

"Yes Jean, one more night." Ciel-Remi said. "But before that I must deliver another message to the LeChat Mansion."

"What? You cannot see your bride on your wedding night. You would break tradition and bring bad luck." Jean said.

"Oh, come on Jean, You believe that nonsense. I am not going to see Corrine, but to give a message to her parents."

"Do you want me to come along?" Jean asked.

"Better not, but meet me at the Inn’s tavern. We can talk until late tonight." Ciel-Remi said.

"Okay, I will meet you in about an hour."

"Deal." Ciel-Remi said cautiously. He left Jean’s house and headed to the LeChat Mansion."

~|------

After about fifteen minutes of walking around Ciel-Remi showed up at the iron gate of the Mansion, where one guard stood outside.

The guard looked into his eyes. "Master, what brings you to Corrine’s home this night?"

"I cannot see my bride tonight, so I trust you to deliver this to Madam LeChat." Ciel-Remi said pulling out the second letter and handing it to the guard.

"Yes Master, I will get this letter to them right away." The guard said.

"Why did you call me, ‘master’?" Ciel-Remi asked curiously.

"Sir, you are now a Lord of France. I am but a servant to you and the country of France. You are my master." The guard explained.

"Yes, I am your human master, but God is the Great Master. Please remember that. You may call me by my name." Ciel-Remi said without hesitation.

"Lord Ciel-Remi, I can only call you by the name with your title." The guard proclaimed.

"Ciel-Remi will do, besides Queen Marie does not honor her title, she would rather be called Marie, than ‘Your Majesty’ or ‘Queen of France’. We honor her as a member of the higher class, but in God’s kingdom everyone is equal. Remember this as well." he explained.

"Yes, Ciel-Remi." The guard stuttered through his words. "I will deliver this letter at once."

"Thank you, Pierre."

~|------

Later that night, Corrine was sitting on her bed in joy. All she felt like doing was thanking her Heavenly Father for such great blessings. She had been giving money to the poor and giving money to God every time in church. She knew God was the center of her life and she wasn’t able to live by her own grace and will. "For who knows the thoughts of God, but only God." She quoted.

The Bible wasn’t available to man, but God had showed her love since she was six years of age when she went to the church in Bourge. That day was the biggest one of her life. Many Catholic churches spoke of Jesus Christ dying, none showed her she could be saved through God, and have her sins forgiven and be made whole. After God saved her, she prayed more. God gave her a calling to speak to people about God’s grace and glory, like the Apostle Paul did after converting from Judaism to Christianity.

Corrine believed Jesus Christ was the only answer, confession should be to God and not through the priests, and many people would have killed Corrine for such a belief. Corrine reflects on Joan of Arc and her death for believing and bringing peace to France. Her first inspiration was Joan of Arc. When Ciel-Remi just obeyed God that was proof of God’s protection for His children.

If Ciel-Remi did not obey God, he too would have been killed.

Corrine always looked to the past to show God’s love and mercy. She had just seen God working in Paris tonight after lifting the spell of deception from her parents. Jean-Paul tried to kill her, and God was there to protect her from harm.

Now she knew her life was still ahead, a husband, soon a child and God’s plan for peace for France from Mephisto and his minions.

Corrine could only give adoration and thanks to God.

Before she could drift off to sleep, a knock rung out from downstairs. Corrine rushed to her door. I wonder who is that is at this time of night?

Corrine watched as her parents opened the door. Pierre approached them "Lord Ciel-Remi wanted me to give this for you, the letter is from Queen Marie."

Her parents properly thanked him. She couldn’t wait and ran down the hall and down the marble steps. Her parents looked confused and asked. "What is it dear?"

"Mama, have you read the letter? What does it say?" Corrine asked excitedly like a schoolgirl on her first day of school.

Her mother opened the letter and started reading it. After awhile, she showed it to her father. Corrine was puzzled, but still waited.

"My dear, Ciel-Remi loves you so… the Queen has asked us to live in Paris, under God’s protection. Ciel-Remi fears for our safety here and who knows how long before Mephisto strikes Chameceaux and we could all be killed. Tomorrow, we are to leave for Paris. The Queen sent Ciel-Remi to deliver two messages and he is in Chameceaux." Her father explained.

"Papa…Mama. I cannot see Ciel-Remi on my wedding night. It is tradition." Corrine said.

"Yes…we know you cannot." Her mother said.

"Thank you, Mama and Papa, goodnight." She gave a peck on both parents’ cheeks.

"Goodnight, my daughter." Her mother said.

Corrine ran back to her room and closed the door to pray for protection over Chameceaux.

~|------

About eleven o’clock, Ciel-Remi found Jean leaning next to where Marie had sat. Ciel-Remi remembered his talk with Marie before she became Queen and leaned over to Jean. "You are not thinking about being next to be married." said Ciel-Remi jokingly.

"No!" Jean quietly told him. "No, I was just talking to Anne Lionheart, a missionary from Spain, changing the subject.

Ciel-Remi leaned toward Jean, "Yes, my friend, I do know who she is." He said quietly then he stood, "Hello, Anne, How is business away from home? How is your husband doing?"

"My husband is well." Anne spoke in her Spanish accent. "I heard you were going to be married to Corrine LeChat tomorrow."

"Oui, Madam, I am." Leaning again toward Jean, "How many people in Chameceaux know about our marriage?" whispering from the side of his mouth so no one could hear except Jean.

Jean didn’t take offense to the question, he just answered. "Only Anne, Stephan and me."

"Then do you suppose the guard called me, ‘Master’ today." Ciel-Remi proclaimed.

"Look, Corrine told me, I told Anne and Stephan here. Her parents must have told Pierre. As well, you are known as the Lord of France, after you wed Corrine. You will be the Master to any guard that guards their home."

"Thanks for the pointers, Jean." Ciel-Remi said.

"Anne, do you want something to drink?" Jean asked.

"No, Jean, Tell the tavern worker. I will cover the tab." She told Jean.

"I will, Anne, hopefully you will consider moving to Paris as well." he said.

"Whatever God has us do, we will follow." Anne said.

They stood next to the lady running the bar as she had a brown cloth and washing a mug. "What can I do for you tonight?" The lady spoke in a rich German accent.

"What drink do you have with no alcohol?" Jean asked.

"Juice and Water." She answered.

"Apple Juice, Madam." Ciel-Remi said.

"I would like the same." Jean said.

"Now where are you going to get the money for these?" The lady asked.

"God," Ciel-Remi said jokingly and laughing.

"Actually, Madam, Anne Lionheart told us she would pay for the drinks." Jean re-corrected him.

"Okay, there you go?" The lady poured two apple juices, sat the drinks in front of them and returned to the bar.

They had talked for about forty-five minutes. Jean was starting to get tired and yawned, "Maybe we should go home and get some rest."

"Yes, my friend, I agree." Ciel-Remi pulled Jean out of his seat, and held his arm over his shoulder for support.

As they were about to leave a man with a pale robe walked into the inn and went over to the lady running the tavern.

Ciel-Remi stay for a bit longer, Jean can sleep at the table.

"On second thought…we need to stay a bit longer." Ciel-Remi said as they quietly slipped back to their place to eaves drop on the conversation.

Jean was half-asleep and mumbling through his words, "What is going on? Why cannot we leave?"

"I apologize; I have seen this pale robe on someone today, just a bit longer. You may sleep at the table if you wish. I will wake you when I am ready to leave."

Jean sat down again and laid his head on his arms and went to sleep.

Ciel-Remi watched as the man approached the counter. He could feel an evil presence there.

Soon, the pale robed man was arguing with the lady, he put down a picture. The picture was of Corrine. After a minute of arguing he thought. Why are they arguing over the picture? Why is Corrine’s picture important?

Ciel-Remi remembered the four robed men behind Jean-Paul. They all had the horsemen colors from Revelation. He remembered the horseman in a pale colored robe had a Scale, like Strife.

Demon of strife is here to kill Corrine. I am sorry, my friend. I will be back for you later tonight, sleep well.

Ciel-Remi ran over to Anne. "Please take Jean to one of the beds in the Inn until I get back."

Ciel-Remi could see the confusion on Anne’s face as she asked, "Where are you going?"

"Did you see a pale robed man come in? Do you remember the colors of the horsemen in the book of Revelation?"

"Yes, I did see that man come in, then go out. The priest has talked about that before?" Anne answered confused.

"Today, Jean-Paul and four other men tried to kill Corrine. I believe Corrine’s in danger; he is going to the mansion to kill her." Ciel-Remi said.

"You are right, Jean is in good hands. God has called you; you must go rescue her from him---"

"---The Demon of Strife." Ciel-Remi interrupted. "Anne, after tonight I would move as well as Jean and the LeChats. Chameceaux will no longer be safe."

"Yes, after you told me I felt something, go save Corrine or else there will be no wedding." Anne said rushing him out the door.

"God Bless!" Ciel-Remi yelled back to Anne.

"What am I going to with him?" She mumbled looking at Jean sleeping at the table.

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In Paris, Queen Marie stood near the window but King Henry was asleep. She was worried about her friends. She didn’t want to disturb her husband. "My darling, Henry, sleep well. I must go pray for safety of our friends and this great nation."

Marie left her bedroom and went down the hall to the first room on the left, which was the study. She walked over to the desk sitting in the middle of the room.

Marie knelt down and prayed, "Father God, My friends Ciel-Remi, Jean Duvicioux, and Corrine LeChat are in Chameceaux. You have given protection in Paris. Tonight they are in your protective hands. Lord, you said, humble yourself, pray, seek your face and turn from our wicked ways. Thank you for your blessing. Lord God, We have Anne from Spain to help us, if there are others in England or surrounding areas please show me how to bring them to France. In the name of Your Son, Jesus Christ, Amen."

Marie waited and listened for the voice of the Holy Spirit. Marie, write a letter to the Priest in England there is a couple there who will request to help in another country.

Marie sat down, took out a piece of parchment, dipped the ink quill into the bottle of ink and started writing the letter. She requested someone who could help fight a Spiritual Battle and for peace to return to France. She explained who Jean-Paul Borjour (Mephisto) was and finished with her signature.

Marie knelt again and prayed, "Father God, forgive the sins of my people, please protect your children, Lord, In Your name, Amen."

Marie stood up and walked back to her bedroom. "What may come, is in the Lord’s hands." she said and entered her bedroom quietly so as not to disturbed her sleeping husband.

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Corrine’s family was quietly sleeping, when suddenly the door was smashed in and broken thoroughly and the monster stood over her parents. She heard a noise and rushed into their bedroom. She watched as the monsters hand swooped down, killing her parents instantly.

She awoke not knowing ‘why she had the dream?’ and prayed, "Father God, This dream was terrifying and was not right, please show me ‘why I had such a dream?’ Thank you, In Jesus’ name, Amen."

My child, This dream is a warning, get your family and leave the Mansion and go into Chameceaux itself, keep in darkest parts of the roadway, I will light your path. You life is in danger. You must leave now!"

Corrine didn’t waste any time, getting out of bed she rushed to put on a dress and ran to her parent’s room. They were asleep and she had to wake them by shaking their shoulders, "Mama…Papa…Quick we must hurry!"

"What is it dear?" Her mother mumbled half asleep.

"Mama, Mephisto has sent someone to kill me."

"Nice…Dear." Her father mumbled not fully awake yet. "How can you be so sure?"

"Mama…Papa, God has warned me in a dream. We must leave the mansion and go to Chameceaux. We have to get out of here or else---"

"---Sure dear, we will join you soon enough." Her mother mumbled, wanting to fall back to sleep.

"If the monster doesn’t find me here, he will surely kill you. Only God could have warned me. Ciel-Remi fears your safety, so do I. Please, Mama and Papa we must get out of here now!" She shook them harder on their shoulders.

"You may be right, I am warning you, you better not be pulling something." Her mother told her.

"Then I am not a child of God." Corrine said, watching out the window, as her parents got dressed behind a screen made of tapestry material.

God gave Corrine the dream at midnight. It had been ten minutes getting her parents awake.

They rushed downstairs and out the door to the gate as Pierre saw them coming. "What--" he asked.

"--Sorry, No time to explain, we must go to Chameceaux at once, unless you want to die this night."

Pierre looked at Corrine’s mother and father. He knows that she doesn’t lose her mind on purpose. God must have shown her something and he decided to follow them outside the gate.

"Mama…Papa…Pierre, We must follow the darken path…No questions. God is our light there."

The wind was chilly and blew a small breeze, which rattled the tree leaves. Corrine led them down the hill through the darkened path, She prayed silently, "Father God, You know the way, lead us there."

Corrine and everyone else followed close behind as they came close to Chameceaux.

Corrine, Stop!

She stopped suddenly, along with her family wondering why, "What now?" Pierre asked.

She whispered, "The Lord." Corrine watched as the leaves of the trees rattled. The night sky was black, the moon lit a bit of the surrounding forest and she watched and waited.

The pale man came by (only Corrine could make it out) he had come up the hill from Chameceaux’s direction. The figure was tall and barely visible. They didn’t move a bit and watched him run fast up the hill toward the Mansion.

Finally, the man was gone and out of her pathway.

Wait for Ciel-Remi.

She waited.

"The creature is gone, Should we finish our journey to Chameceaux?" asked a frightened Pierre.

"No, Pierre, We are waiting now for a friend." Corrine answered.

She knew Pierre knew more about God’s command than her parents did. They were shocked. She knew about the man that they had just seen pass by. They waited silently.

Corrine saw Ciel-Remi.

Step into the light so he can see you and await my instructions.

She didn’t hesitate and ran into the light, they just followed her. Ciel-Remi saw her and asked. "How did you know?"

"The Lord showed me by a dream, and then answered my prayer. God is guiding us to Chameceaux." Corrine explained.

Ciel-Remi hugged her. "Go to Chameceaux’s Inn, Anne Lionheart from Spain will help you. Charik, the general of Jean-Paul has been sent will destroy Chameceaux if he does not find anyone there. I must fight this monster to his death."

"I did not come out here to have my loved one killed in battle, please promise me you will return." She fretted, hugging him.

Corrine watched Ciel-Remi run toward the mansion and yelled back, "I love you. I will return."

He had better.

They went the rest of the way to Chameceaux.

They arrived in the town and had to walk a few blocks before reaching the Inn. Corrine told her mother. "I will talk to Anne, take Pierre and Papa to the tavern. Thank you, Mama" She hugged her mother.

Corrine approached Anne who was not surprised to see her asked. "What brings you down to the Inn?"

"Hello Anne, Ciel-Remi told me to come here for tonight."

"Your life is in danger. How did you know to flee and come here?" Anne asked.

"Who else, God." Corrine said, "As a child of God, I must obey when told or warned about great danger or things to come."

"Did your parents think you were insane when you told them?" Anne asked.

"Yes, A little bit, now they know I was not joking. Ciel-Remi is going to continue to the Mansion to confront the person."

"Well someone has to confront it or else Chameceaux could be attacked, especially after you ran away from the threat." Anne proclaimed.

"Do you have a room for my parents tonight?" Corrine asked.

"Of course, Stephan and I were going to Paris tomorrow, I have a bad feeling Jean-Paul is not going to like the news and will destroy this town." Anne explained.

"You may be right." She said.

"Ciel-Remi has God’s word not known to mankind yet. God has chosen him since the beginning of time to defeat the enemy’s strongholds; we need a Spiritual Warrior to defeat the monster."

"Ciel-Remi has the heart of a saint and a soul on fire for the Lord, He will defeat the blackish robed man."

"Corrine, the man had a pale robe on, not black."

"What can I say, it was dark, one of the four at the castle today."

"One of the four, like the horsemen in Revelation."

"Jean-Paul came in with a black robe, which means he is not human, but something worse." Corrine stated. "I believe we are fighting demons, generals of Satan’s army. They do not fear God’s wrath and come to kill, steal and destroy. They are thieves in the mist of darkness. They are trying to take over France for their pleasure. The only way they can come back into the natural realm is by possessing a human body. I believe they are some of the people from Bourge’s attack."

"You are telling me, Jean-Paul was the murderer of the Queen of Bourge, and set fire to the town, killing Ciel-Remi’s parents?"

"Yes, Anne, Jean-Paul made it clear to Marie. She is a strong person and Ciel-Remi has God’s word to banish Jean-Paul from Paris. And one day, God will banish Jean-Paul from France altogether."

"And France will have peace again, as Joan of Arc told everyone before her death." Anne told her.

"Until Jesus comes back, no one will ever have peace. We will be free from the reign of these tyrant’s desires. No one knows when Jesus will return, so we need to pray and obey to reach the reward of Heaven or choose a different path and suffer in Hell." Corrine preached.

"Have you been studying this Bible of Ciel-Remi’s? How do you know such things?"

"God, the catholic Bible, and knowing Jesus." She simply answered.

"You may be right. I have the rooms ready. You may go take your parents to their room. I am sure that you will want to stay wake until Ciel-Remi returns."

"I plan to stay awake and pray for him." Corrine told Anne.

She went into the tavern where her parents had fallen to sleep. Corrine shook her parents’ shoulders. "Mama…Papa, Anne has a place for you to sleep."

Pierre helped her take her parents to bed, she helped her mother, and Pierre helped her father. She then said, "Thank you, Mon Ami."

As Corrine walked by Anne, she smiled. "Thank you, Anne, for all your help."

"Not a problem, what are friends for?" Anne said as she helped her mother up the steps into the room.

She was shown by Anne to another room. She knelt down and prayed until Ciel-Remi returned.

~|------

Ciel-Remi after running into his ‘bride to be’ ran a bit further toward the LeChat Mansion. The road got wider as he neared the fence surrounding the Mansion.

He reached the gate. The gate had been bent around by the hands of powerful person, strong enough to bend steel metal bars.

Ciel-Remi looked around the Mansion’s outside. The guardhouse was completely destroyed. He walked and looked around for some time. He was in dismay at what this robed man could do. He prayed. "Lord, give me wisdom about fallen angels in Your Word."

Ciel-Remi was given wisdom and knowledge of fallen angels, and how they possess people. He learned demons were angels who also like Satan rebelled and fell down to earth. When they possess a human; they can have mental behavior, super strength, and slurred speech.

"Thank you, Lord." Ciel-Remi prayed.

He approached the Mansion; the window had been shattered onto the sidewalk. The two doors lay on the ground. The hedges were broken and split into two pieces. He looked at the pillar standing there. Why did he destroy the columns? They support this place.

Ciel-Remi went inside, "Man, This robed man does not care about important things, just the death of someone who is not even here." He said quietly.

Inside, the Mansion was worse than outside; the railing was split off, the chandeliers were lying on the floor broken and every vase and valuable item was laying on the ground in pieces. Every candle was lying on the floor, one was burnt out and the others were lit as they started a fire.

The first fire was small. Ciel-Remi just went over to the candle, putting it out before a fire spread. It was now dark. He had sensed that God would be a light to find the pale robed man.

Ciel-Remi stepped through some broken glass. He went to the left side stairs. He was thankful the moon was full and lit up the room. The stairs were broken in half and splinters came out of the floor. He went upstairs. Corrine’s room was the farthest away.

"Thank you Lord, They were able to get out, if not, or they would be dead." He prayed quietly.

Ciel-Remi followed the railing, hoping it didn’t give way and fall down and breaking his neck. He knew God was protecting him. He walked past her parent’s room and looked in. It was darker; the blue light of the moon wasn’t able to reach into this place even though it shone brightly outside.

He moved closer to her bedroom. Suddenly a booming voice came from the room. The speech was slurred and he didn’t understand it.

"Wher ist shur? Wher ist shur?" The robed man yelled. Ciel-Remi could hear him knocking over of heavy objects. It almost gave him a fright, God revealed what the man was saying. "Where is she? Where is she?" He froze and stood still. The Man yelled again, "Where is Corrine? My master wants her dead! Where is she?"

Ciel-Remi bent down on his knees and prayed. "Lord, You brought me this far. What do you want me to do? Lord, use my lips and my voice, for you alone can protect my mind."

He felt boldness and wisdom. He walked a bit further towards her room. He could sense the man’s anger. In the doorway, he asked. "You must be one of Jean-Paul’s men?"

The robed man glared at him, the red eyes were the first thing he saw. The eyes glowed; they could give someone the chills. He stood still.

"Who is there? Are you Corrine?"

"No, I am Corrine’s love, Ciel-Remi." He said.

The man spoke again with a booming voice. "Where is Corrine?"

"God got her out of here before you had a chance to kill her." He said leaning back out of Charik’s way as it came charging toward him. "God revealed your plan to her in dream and they all went to Chameceaux."

"What?" The man was angry; he picked up something from in her room. He threw it out the door toward Ciel-Remi, the object barely missed him. He remained still.

The man laughed. "Well, since I cannot kill Corrine this night, I will enjoy killing her first love."

"Oh, I am her loved one, Jesus is her first love." Ciel-Remi said mockingly.

"Fool! You believe Jesus is your Savior."

"Yes, I am a child of God, and Jesus Christ is my Savior."

"You are more foolish, because you believe in a false God."

"Who may I call you? Robed mage, Strife or the fighting king?" Ciel-Remi jested.

"You may call us…Charik, We are strife."

"Who is ‘we’?" he mocked again.

"We are a two headed demon living in this poor lost soul. You have not seen the best of us."

"Thank you for your answer. Now if you hurry you can catch up with her!" he started to say.

"We wish to kill you first, and then we will head into Chameceaux and destroy everyone there. Those who oppose Mephisto must die!" the man laughed wickedly.

"Well, I will not let you kill anyone. God sent me as a messenger telling you to retreat from France. You will not ever take France from God’s people." Ciel-Remi said boldly.

"You are a fool! You talk too much! Let us show you our true power!" the man ran passed Ciel-Remi.

"The darkness becomes you, Charik." he laughed.

"Shut up fool, we cannot show our true power and form in this Mansion." Charik howled.

"Why cannot you? You have destroyed most of this place. Why did not you take down it in the fight between God and Satan?" Ciel-Remi mocked loudly.

"We do not need our true form to kill. We will bury you in this rubble." Charik said, and he charged Ciel-Remi. Suddenly the Bible lit up, the light which came from it shone on the shadowed Charik and he hid his face. Suddenly the ring started to glow as well; the light lit the whole room.

Ciel-Remi, You are a chosen child of God, Bow down on your knees and Pray. Ciel-Remi did as the Lord commanded. Deep in your soul lays a fire burning for your God and your King. You love Corrine, You will find that soul fire, but first you must equip yourself in the Full Armor of God; Righteousness, Salvation, Truth, Gospel of Peace and Your Faith as a Shield. Then you can use the Weapon of my word, the word of God, The Name of Jesus, The Testimony of the Blood, Praise and Worship and Prayer and Fasting; Also the Word of God is a two-edged blade. We wrestle not against man, but Satan and his fallen angels, Take these to defeat his minions."

"Thank you Lord." He prayed. "I believe in your son Jesus Christ, Please give me your Full Armor of Righteousness, Salvation, Truth and Peace, and Faith be my Shield. These I live by to be more Christ-Like, in my walk, in my talk and in fighting a Spiritual Battle, to your name be the Glory, forever and ever Amen." He bent to his knees, the Spirit of Ciel-Remi rose within him. The Spirit was in the Armor of God and readied with a shield at hand. He stood up slowly and connected with the Holy Spirit. "Thank you, Lord."

Nothing had been out of the ordinary. Ciel-Remi dressed in his clothes. He felt more peace, God let go the hold on Charik. The light was gone and He stood ready to punch Ciel-Remi. "What the Lord gives, The Lord takes away." The demon howled before punching him in the stomach.

In fast action, he blocked. "We are in the physical realm…I can feel pain and I am still a child of God."

The man lunged for Ciel-Remi. He just blocked the blows. "Why do you not fight me back?" Charik asked.

"There is no need to fight humans." Ciel-Remi said.

The man lifted his hand toward him. "Feel, my power!" Ciel-Remi felt weightless as his feet flew into the demon’s chest. Charik crashed into the wall. "What? Charik, you cannot fight me physically, now you will have to use Satan’s power to defeat me." He kept mocking.

"Shut up Fool! Tonight you die!" Charik yelled, he lifted his hand toward the only vase still standing. The vase was lifted off the ground and hurled at Ciel-Remi. He got hit; the fast reaction threw him over the railing. He landed face down and didn’t appear to be moving.

~|------

Anne believed in God since she visited a Catholic Church in Spain. Anne Lionheart was called, Anne Vasquez of Spain. Her parents served under Spain’s royalty for a long time. She met Stephan the Lionheart who was from England. He came to Spain during a War between Spain and England. Even though England was opposing Spain, Anne fell in love with him. After the war was over they came to France as missionaries.

Anne prayed for Ciel-Remi’s safety. "God, Father in Heaven, Holy is your name, Your kingdom come. Your will be done, on Earth as in Heaven. Give us forth your Word, written by men of Faith. Lead us not into Temptation; forgive our sins as we forgive those who sin against us. To You be the Glory and Power, Forever and Ever. Lord, Jesus Christ please help Ciel-Remi be victorious and willing to live. Protect him and help him fight, In the name of the Son, the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen."

Anne didn’t know what to do with her night. Corrine was not going to sleep until she found Ciel-Remi alive and well. "Ciel-Remi must come back from this fight alive or else France, Chameceaux and Paris will be destroyed."

Anne could only pray for her friend, "Lord, Protect Corrine and comfort her until Ciel-Remi is proven to be alive and well." .

A man walked into the Inn, he had on a brown satin shirt with tight brown pants. He had a medium build and stood about five feet, seven inches tall and had blue eyes and dark brown hair.

The man approached Anne, firmly giving her a kiss. He asked in British-Scottish accent. "What time are ye coming home?"

"Sorry, Stephan, Corrine and her family are staying at the inn tonight and Ciel-Remi is not back from LeChat Mansion."

"Why is Ciel-Remi at the Mansion and Corrine here tonight?" Stephan asked.

"God spoke to her to come here, to avoid certain death. Ciel-Remi went up to the Mansion to defeat the enemy. God has chosen him to defeat Jean-Paul’s men. Now all we can do is pray."

"Wait…Who is Jean-Paul? Why is he trying to kill Corrine?" He asked his mind full of questions.

"Jean-Paul Borjour, He is actually titled Jean-Paul Mephisto and he is the one responsible for the attack on Bourge and now it is his home. France is in great danger. Lord Ciel-Remi and Lady Corrine were given titles by the Queen. If Ciel-Remi or Corrine were to be killed, Jean-Paul would have free reign over France. This tyrant would kill believers and raise hell in France and other countries." Anne tried to explain.

She could see the look in Stephan’s eyes. She could see his confusion and knowing he would ask another question. She put her finger to his mouth. "No more questions. After this night is over, I will have him tell you all the details." She said, only if he returns.

DARKENESS NOW, the moon’s light was taken away. The LeChat Mansion was completely dark as Charik’s human body stood on top of the stairs peering down at Ciel-Remi’s still body. A smile of glee came upon Charik’s face as he gloated at the death of Ciel-Remi.

He walked down the stairs to floor level to see if it were true. Did he kill the great Ciel-Remi? As Charik walked nearer, he started gloating again. "Finally, Master Mephisto! You may have France, and then Satan will one day have this world!" He laughed.

The pride took over. Charik’s pride caused him to love only himself. He didn’t believe in being knocked out or anything else. He came near the supposed dead body of Ciel-Remi. He spat on the face and mocked him. "Ha, Fool! Where was your God? Where was your Master to save you? Now you are dead and Corrine will be as well."

Charik walked to the doorway, the door lay outside. "Goodbye, Ciel-Remi. My master will be happy to know you are dead and your ‘bride to be’ will die along with your Christian friends."

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Ciel-Remi was ready to hear the demon say something that would only enrage him to point of no return. He had a plan, not minding the drooling saliva from the human’s mouth. Stay down, Stay down, pretend you are dead until the human is outside going toward Corrine.

Charik walked back over to Ciel-Remi and moved his body to see his cold face. He just let nothing phase the demon. Finally, the man walked outside onto the porch. The ring started glowing again. The bright light lit the Mansion. The man turned around. Ciel-Remi stood up and started approaching Charik. "Tonight, Charik, God has delivered Corrine out of your hands. Why would the God who saved Corrine’s life, not save the life of her love?" He ran toward the human and hit him with one of his shoulders. He flew back onto the pavement.

Ciel-Remi let God guide and show him what to do next.

My Child, Do not let anger; do not let strife, overcome you. Fight this temptation. For you are called a child of God.

Ciel-Remi backed up slowly and then bent to his knees to pray again. He waited.

Charik was mad. "How can this be? Nonetheless, human witness my true form! my true power!" The human body fell to the ground dead and blood spilled onto the pavement. He watched as the demon, the spirit came out of the body. The demon had two heads, one on top of his shoulders and another one where his head went. They mocked and cursed him.

My dream, two years ago, this is the Spiritual battle in my dreams.

Yes, Ciel-Remi, I gave you that dream to prepare you for the fight against these demons. You cannot defeat Charik in the physical realm; the body he possessed was killed. You will have to fight him in the spiritual realm, the realm I showed you earlier in the Mansion."

Lord, you gave me the Armor; Do I still have it on in the spiritual realm?

Yes, my child, you still have it on, it is what made you strong against Strife’s influences on you.

So mainly I am to pray like I normally do, then I will start a spiritual fight in the spiritual realm?

Yes, my child, Pray…I will give you My Words to say to Strife, the Bible you have will be a two-edge sword, after you weakened them you may strike them back to where they came from.

Ciel-Remi, Charik cannot destroy your physical body, it is in resting while in prayer. Anything you do will be in the spiritual realm. The Holy Spirit spoke to Ciel-Remi’s spirit.

"Thank you, Lord." Ciel-Remi started praying to save France. He started speaking in another language. (He was speaking in tongues.) His spirit arose to fight Charik. Still in God’s Armor, It stood waiting for Charik to strike.

"We are no longer human! We are Charik! The demon of strife, before tonight you will have fought, argued, and we will have left here to destroy Chameceaux. You will be lying in pool of spiritual blood." He mocked and gloated. "Then you will hate your ‘so called wife to be’ and your Christian friends."

"Who are you to judge mankind? Who are you to know what will happen? Who are you to say I will die tonight? Does not God know all things, even things no man can know? Then why do you say things only God’s knows? Only God knows what tomorrow will hold. God also does not promise tomorrow to anyone, but God is in control of our lives." Ciel-Remi told Charik. "About my love for Corrine, Why would I hate Corrine, God is Love and without Love, without God, there is no Love, only hatred."

"It is written." He started quoting. "I am convinced nothing can separate us from God’s Love; not death, nor life, nor angels, nor demons, our fears for today, our worries for tomorrow and even all powers of hell can not keep us from God’s Love. Whether height of the sky and depth of the ocean, nothing in all creation can or will ever keep us from God’s Love."

Ciel-Remi knew Charik wasn’t the demon of hatred, but he had to counter the lies thrown his way. Of course his faith, the shield, protected those lies from his Spirit.

Charik was angry. "Enough! You are an annoying pest, you talk in gibberish and God’s talk is boring us." He ran up to Ciel-Remi’s spirit form. He grabbed it by the throat and threw it back to where Ciel-Remi’s physical body was kneeling before God.

Ciel-Remi’s spirit stood in defense; he knew Charik wouldn’t give him any chance to fight in spiritual realm again. He stood with his arms guarding his heart, Charik rushed toward him. Charik sent him flying onto the ground. His arm was bleeding from an open gash. Charik wasn’t impressed. Ciel-Remi still wouldn’t fight him.

"Why do you look surprised? Did you not think I could still fight you in both the spiritual and the physical realm? No matter you still refuse to fight me. Why? Are you afraid to lose? Are you too weak to fight? We were Charik! A war demon and sometimes we must fight to protect our territory from the likes of mankind who are not willing to give up their physical bodies." He mocked and laughed.

Ciel-Remi had blood running down his left lip, he still in pain and rubbing his painful arm and spoke. "Are you a spirit? Who has made you? God the Father, He made Lucifer, your archangel and God is Father to all people. We merely are clay of the potter; we are merely vessels of God. You alone must know God is still Holy and Righteous. God has given us a certain piece of land. You have taken away everything we started out with. God is willing to give back the land, if and only if we humble ourselves to pray to seek His face and turn from the wicked ways we have been striving over for centuries. God promised this to his children, if we do these things he would forgive us and heal and restore the land. We do not fight for strength and survival. We fight because we are God’s chosen people. God is the only one who can do things no man can do. We live in fear of God’s wrath. There is only one way to defeat a spirit, it is to summit before God the Father, His son, Jesus Christ and give allowance to the Holy Spirit. We fight not for freedom, but we fight to defeat God’s enemies. We will not flee from you; we will resist you.

"Why do we quarrel? We quarrel for selfish desires, not God’s will, we kill and destroy life for what we desire, but if we humble ourselves before God. We can then resist the Devil or his minions and they must flee. Our land was here before Jean-Paul tried to ruin it for his glory and his selfish pride."

Charik was angry. Ciel-Remi fell to the ground again, arms folded, even though one arm was still bleeding. He looked beyond him and saw Charik’s hand raised toward his. "Fool! If you are not going to flee, then you will only have to resist." Charik mocked back at him again.

Ciel-Remi felt a wind gust toward him. He resisted it for a long time. He asked Charik. "Why do you want to fight me? Because I stood in the way of Jean-Paul Mephisto’s plan or else do you want to see my weakness. God alone is worthy to be strong and full of wisdom. I only have the Mind and Heart of Christ Jesus. Why do you want to fight with me?"

Charik kept the thin air attack on him. "Freedom, complete freedom!" Charik began to lie. "You mortals think the best of you and you believe God is your strength. Why do you die for someone who does not even exist? Why do you die for someone and lose your life for someone else? You will lose your life in time by doing what you want to do. You mortal bodies are ready to fight a battle to defend your land. You say God has given it to you. You mortals are fools, there is no God and your future is what you make of it."

"You are wrong!" Ciel-Remi was forced to shout through the wind. "Charik, to die for Jesus Christ is to gain eternal life. God sent his only Son to die for us. You cannot understand, because like your master and lord Satan, you have no knowledge of this word. Why do you fight only to gain the land for which God’s promised to destroy and kill people’s lives for your glory and your pride? Charik, you belong in spiritual realm to never make war in this world again."

Charik laughed and roared. "You are weak! You do not fight back and you only stand helplessly blocking my blows. If your God is a possible God, then why does not he help you to defeat me? Why do you stand there waiting? You are a fool! My master, Mephisto will rule this land and kill your truly beloved, Corrine. Then Mephisto will kill King Henry and Queen Marie and rule this land. You cannot fight me, only with words from a dead book, Ha! You are nothing to me." He brought his hand forward throwing Ciel-Remi a distance away. He landed on the pavement. His knee was cut and bleeding. He couldn’t do anything but pray to God silently. "Lord God, Strengthen me and give me power to defeat this demon, tonight before you I stand ready and able to do what must done. I do believe I must fight to defeat Charik. I believe I must give you the glory and only you will force the enemy back. God I humble myself before you. His attacks are strong and he will not allow me to pray to do Spiritual Battle. How do I take down Charik in the physical realm? Please Lord, Help me defeat and resist this enemy, thank you for everything. Yours be the glory forever and ever, Amen."

Ciel-Remi felt a wave of the Holy Spirit; He stood and faced Charik who was not ready to give up. A light surrounded him; you are my child, Remember what I told you at the Mansion. You have a fire that burns in your soul. The fire is Jesus Christ. This fire will never burn out. Many have lost the fire. You are the first of these to have a heart for Me, you have obeyed My commandments, You have studied My Word, I have chosen you, like many others, to have an anointing that will last for generations. Many in the Bible faced battles, physical and spiritual. You are like Abraham when I gave him his Son Isaac, then Jacob who was given the birthright; Joseph who had a rough life, he still lived and everyday believed my words. You are like Moses, you have some mortal limits, and you are still willing to fight the battle, no matter what the outcome may be. You are like Joshua who defeated his enemies and led the people into My Promise Land. You are like King David; your heart is for Me. David may have sinned, except his heart was after Mine. You are like Peter, John and James; they stayed with My Son for those three years at Ministry. Then the Holy Spirit anointed them and they wrote the last books of My Word. You are like Paul, you did not know me, but when I came to you, you too were ready to be changed. Paul was the first Spiritual Warrior. You are like Joan of Arc, many had believed she heard voices, she was able to defeat and start conquering the enemies of France from England, and she helped to get France back from England so England would have peace with France again. Ciel-Remi a new threat has come to France, you have obeyed me and gave me a home in your heart, in return I have given My Word, I will heal this Land, Anyone who dares threaten any land from this day forward with suffer. Ciel-Remi you are called to be my Soulfire, A man who does not give way to temptation, but fights it, in both realms and you will be the first and then when it is your time to die in this physical realm, you will be rewarded in the spiritual realm. Your time on earth is short, but you are ready to defeat and stand against the weak enemy, I, the Lord, Your God, have given you Love and Wisdom and Strength to defeat your enemies. Now stand strong as a Soulfire, and let Me give you the strength, Unlike Joan of Arc, you will only be remembered by me and me alone.

Ciel-Remi understood everything the Lord had said. He was ready for battle against Charik. It was time to fight for God and defeat those who are His enemies and embrace God’s beloved. It was time to let down his defense and start using his offensive power against Charik. He knew God would help him with the words, with his mind, with his soul and with his heart. He wasn’t afraid and stood between Charik and his physical body. He was bold and strong stood waiting for Charik’s first attack.

The first thing that happened was that his ring lit up; his scars and cuts were healed instantly. He praised God and thanked God for the healing. Secondly his clothes were mended and no longer torn, like in the fashion of a musketeer on the battlefield. Thirdly, he had a sword hanging down past his waistline, with which to fight, fourth, the black boots securely fasten, and fifth a mask covered his eyes. God gave him a new set of armor to shield him from Charik’s attacks.

Besides the sword, a shield should was fastened to his arm. Ciel-Remi waited to see Charik’s reaction to the uniform. He prayed before walking toward Charik again. "Lord, Thank you, I am ready and able. Do what you will in my soul to defeat the enemy. Your name, the name above all names, Jesus Christ, Amen."

Ciel-Remi approached Charik, one hand stretched outward and the other crossed holding the sword’s handle, ready to pull it out, if necessary.

The light faded and Charik could see again after it had blinded his eyes. He saw Ciel-Remi’s new uniform, but he didn’t understand what it said on the belt frame, which was written in Hebrew, it read: My Child, A Royal Priesthood, Holy Nation and Different, The Royal Guard and First Soulfire for Christ.

Ciel-Remi was thankful that Charik couldn’t read the belt frame; He would laugh and mock it if he had known what it said. Ciel-Remi was still ready and stood waiting for him.

Charik laughed and still mocked. "Ha, you still think you can defeat me through what you are wearing, new clothes do not make you perfect, and freedom to fight is perfection."

"You are right in what you have said. These clothes do not make me perfect; neither does fighting you. No one is perfect except Jesus Christ. We have fallen short of God. We all sin in our own ways. I do not claim to be perfect. I claim to have a mind and heart after Jesus Christ. Through Him, I am made perfect."

Charik stared into Ciel-Remi’s eyes. "You do not fight me first. I must start this boring fight, then so be it. You will die!" Charik said and began to charge toward him.

Ciel-Remi jumped up and rolled away from the side of Charik, one hand still on his sword ready to strike, if Charik were to try anything except argue with him. He waited; Charik glared at him then approached him. Charik’s fingers had razor sharp blades that may have been able to pierce his armor.

Ciel-Remi held up the should to block any damage. Charik slammed his fingers into the should. He yelled out in pain and was angry. He didn’t like the way Ciel-Remi was playing around with him, having him charge and slam his fingers into a metal object that broke his fingers. He glared and asked. "Why do you block? How can anyone be able to fight back? You are waiting for me strike again and again. If we are going fight, we need you to fight us, as well."

"What? Fight a monster to defeat him. I am not stupid. God is instructing me where to go, you are a foolish monster trying to kill me. I am only holding my ground." Ciel-Remi said with a firm grip on his sword handle.

Charik was pierced. God was playing games with him, not Ciel-Remi. He yelled toward the sky and Ciel-Remi couldn’t help but laugh. "You think you are smart enough to help this boy defeat me. Yet you have him hold his ground and block every move we make." He was angry. "We will fight him until he gives way and starts to fight back."

Ciel-Remi started laughing. "Who are you talking to Charik? I thought you did not believe there was a God."

"Shut up! Fool! We did not say there was not a God, We say the one you worship, Your Lord and Savior is not God, but was man who died like you and was not perfect." Charik lied foolishly.

Ciel-Remi remembered the verse in James about demons believing in God, but not in Jesus made them a fool. "Your choice." he said, "Jesus Christ is real and living inside me. Why is it every time I bring Jesus’ name up do you fear the worst? It is because your days are numbered. You serve a god; the father of lies and believes he is god. Satan is not the one and only true God, Satan is a fallen angel just like you. His pride and selfishness kept you from the throne of God."

"Your words are nothing. You are nothing and you have wasted my time. I am here, not to play games from this so-called word of God. I am here to kill someone who is standing between my master having France, and your beloved fiancée, Corrine LeChat. You either stop your mind games or I will run to the city and kill your beloved Corrine." Charik said.

"Okay, you may have it your way and run there." Ciel-Remi paused. "Oh I forgot. I am standing in your way. You will have to take me and my God down before you can go there."

"There are ways around you, Fool!" Charik yelled. "We are tired of you and your mouth. We are going to finish our mission and kill Corrine." He started charging, Instead of dodging his charge, Ciel-Remi jumped over him.

As Charik ran past, Ciel-Remi turned in mid-air, pulled out his sword and slashed the demons back. Blood spilled out as he reeled in pain. He stopped, falling clumsily to ground. He held his hand on the back where the blood was pouring. "Fool! You are not going to let me accomplish my task tonight." He said breathless.

"Come on, I barely nicked you, the bleeding will stop shortly." Ciel-Remi said. "I will not allow the death of another city again, like my parents and Queen Marie’s mother’s. The only thing Jean-Paul is going to get back is the fact that you were defeated by a child of God."

Charik’s wound did heal.

Ciel-Remi ran back to where he was between the city and Charik and blocked the city from Charik’s grasp. He knelt down on the ground and prayed silently. His voice rang out, "Let’s finish this."

Charik was angry, mad and completely disgruntled. He was already cut; no way did he dare charge Ciel-Remi for possession of Chameceaux again. He would probably be killed in the physical realm. He got angry. "You win! We give up, you may send us back."

"You could come back and ruin this land again. No, I do not think it best to leave you here in this place now; you must go back to where to the realm from which you came, the Spiritual Realm." Ciel-Remi said.

"We are in the spiritual realm." Charik said dumbfounded.

"Yes, we are in the spiritual realm, but you still can be in the physical realm."

"You can only cast me out of the physical realm. I can come back and do my deed later. In the spiritual realm, you can do much better than that and send me to my resting place." Charik said.

"God of the Universe has given you a choice. Stop your attack in the physical realm or be defeated in spiritual realm. It is your choice." Ciel-Remi said in spirit form.

Charik was angry, but was suffering. His master, Mephisto would have killed him if he returned and failed his mission. His choice was clear, battle in spiritual realm until killed or else be cast out of physical realm and face Mephisto’s wrath. He yelled out, "Never! Why would we ever let you have our glory, Satan is ruler, not God. We have our way and die trying, but we will never give God our glory."

Ciel-Remi hoped Charik would have changed his mind, but demons are stubborn and full of hatred for people and God. He wasn’t surprised to hear he would have to battle in the Spiritual Realm. Charik was good at lying and may try to get him back to the physical realm where he could defeat Ciel-Remi without the words.

He went back in the spirit and back into the Full Armor of God. He was ready to do battle. He started to speak in tongues and Charik coiled back. "What is that awful language, Stop it!" he yelled painfully.

Ciel-Remi couldn’t answer. He was still wondering that himself. God had another language for spiritual warfare. He knew about the fruits, the offensive and defensive part of spiritual warfare, but he was new to the language spoken.

Ciel-Remi felt another wave of the Holy Spirit and spoke it, He watched as Charik covered his ears to avoid the noise.

He wasn’t a great singer. God gave him some Praise and Worship. He didn’t feel these were right. He needed to finish the fight. It had been two hours and everyone was probably worried.

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Two hours had passed. Corrine was starting to get worried and tired. She wasn’t going to fall asleep until she knew Ciel-Remi was back and safe. She kept praying and letting God take care of him while in the battle. She was still worried that she was never going to see her loved one again.

A knock came upon the door of her room in the Inn. She felt her heart leap thinking he was back and so she opened the door. Anne stood and asked, "Corrine, May I come in?"

"Yes, Anne."

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Anne didn’t know why Ciel-Remi wasn’t back yet, the battle seemed to take forever, and she knew Charik could have won. There was no sound of intrusion and of the buildings being burned. She watched as Corrine went back to her bed and asked. "What is on your mind?"

Anne was nervous and didn’t want to let Corrine know what she was planning but, she decided to tell her anyway. "He is not back yet? It has been two hours and I am starting to worry."

"Yes, I am too, is not God faithful to deliver him from the evil one."

"Yes, God is able to do above that we ask or think."

"Then God has his future in His hand. Why are we worried? We need to wait."

"Only another half an hour and then I am going out."

Corrine reached for Anne’s shoulder and said. "Another half-hour more and I will join you, why do you not stay here? Everyone else is sleeping, please stay."

"You are right, I will stay and pray."

"Thank you."

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Ciel-Remi’s spirit stood firmly grounded in Jesus. He stopped speaking in tongues to let Charik breathe. Charik was very angry and rushed for his spirit, instead of throwing it back into his physical body. He started punching his spirit. Ciel-Remi blocked his punches. He dropped back and quoted a verse. "It is written: You have heard that the Law of Moses says, ‘Love your neighbor’ and hate your enemy. But I say, love your enemies! Pray for those who persecute you! In that way, you will be acting as true children of your Father in heaven. For he only gives you sunlight to both the evil and the good, and he sends rain on the just and on the unjust, too. If you love only those who love you, what good is that? Even corrupt tax collectors do that much. If you are kind only to your friends, how are you different from anyone else? Even pagans do that. But you are to be perfect, even as your Father in heaven is perfect."

Ciel-Remi watched as Charik got angry and yelled out. "You do not fight me, because you were told to love an enemy. Even those enemies who are not human, we are spirits. You should still hate us. We have much cause for being hated, but you resist and force me to fight you and still block. You are a fool! If you fought back you would have been able to take revenge on your city which we burned to the ground."

"My homeland is but a memory. I have no place there until God is ready to put me there. It is a memory, Corrine was there, I listened and obeyed the will of God and I was able to escape death, so that I am now alive to fight you today."

"You want revenge on Mephisto and us! You want to kill us!" Charik yelled.

"God is not willing anyone perish, even though we are not righteous and not holy, God still looks at someone the same way he had when you were defeated and sent from Heaven. Jesus has already defeated Satan when he died on the cross, then rose again. You strive for your cause. I fight a spiritual battle of temptation everyday. You are no longer welcome on earth. God gave you a choice and your pride only has gotten in the way. God was willing to spare you from the Sword of Spirit, the Word of God and Name above any name, Jesus Christ. The Lord and Savior of this World, be praised, forever and ever. I banish you from this place. You will not be able to harm another soul as long as I am alive. God will have his judgment with you in the end, for now you must leave this place and return to place from which you came. In the name of Jesus Christ! God the Father and Holy Spirit! I cast you out and send you back!" Ciel-Remi’s Bible became a Sword of Light, made from the Spirit. Charik was afraid as his Spirit struck the smaller head and a light glowed instead blood gushing. He came around to cut off the other head and the light glowed brightly as Charik’s body fell to the ground, light rose and he disappeared. Ciel-Remi’s spirit went back inside his of physical body and he stood Thanking, Praising, and Glorifying God for the battle was won.

Ciel-Remi began heading back to town with joy and thankfulness in his heart.

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Half an hour passed. Anne felt a shake on her shoulder. She barely opened her eyes and mumbled. "Is Ciel-Remi back yet?"

"No, He has been battling for two and half hours. I am just as tired. I cannot go to sleep until he is out of danger, therefore we are all out of danger." Corrine said half-awake.

Anne yawned. "Okay. Do you want to come with me? I am going to the LeChat Mansion."

"Are you sure?" Corrine began. "You look tired and barely can walk."

"Yes I am tired, but I am still worried and can still walk there."

"I will go because I would like to see what that monster did to my home."

Anne stumble along as Corrine helped her leave the room. As they went down the steps, Ciel-Remi walked in, he smiled at Corrine. Anne watched as they hugged and kissed each other.

"What?" he asked, "Did you believe I was dead? I will die when it is God’s time for me to die."

Corrine cried tears of joy, she was happy to see that he was alive.

"What took you so long? We were about to go out there." She asked.

Corrine had her head on his shoulder. He took his index finger and lifted her chin to look into her eyes. "Your home is destroyed."

"Yes, my family and I would have been killed had we stayed. We will go there tomorrow before heading to Paris."

"Ciel-Remi!" Anne became impatient. "What took you so long?"

"Okay, let us go into the tavern and I will tell you." Ciel-Remi said walking to a table. They followed him.

They sat down at the closest table to the Inn’s entrance. Anne asked. "What happened tonight? Why did it take you so long?"

"Be patient. I will tell you the story." Ciel-Remi told a half-awake Anne.

They held each other as Ciel-Remi took another half an hour telling the story. Anne sat there and listened. She was still tired and fell back to sleep, while listening to the story.

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Corrine was more comfortable since she found out about Charik’s invasion, She lay in Ciel-Remi arms and she could tell Anne was sleeping. She listened to the story of the spiritual battle. She was thankful God gave him knowledge to defeat Mephisto’s minions. She felt her eyes closing as he told her how the Lord showed him the Soulfire.

Corrine barely awake asked, "Where did you get the new uniform? What does your belt say?"

"I could only believe it was God who gave me this uniform. It is like the outward armor of God. It was given during the time my scars where healed." he told her. She looked at Anne. She was sleeping on the table, instead shaking her shoulder again. Corrine just let her sleep. She will ask again tomorrow.

Corrine looked at Ciel-Remi. He yawned before saying, "The belt is in Hebrew, It says: A child of God, A royal priesthood, Holy Nation and Different, A Royal Guard and First Soulfire for Christ."

Corrine commented. "You are my Soulfire." She was half-awake. "I am tired, why do not you finish this tomorrow?"

"Yes, my love tomorrow is our wedding. We should not be seeing each other." He reminded her.

"Why would we not? When it comes to saving my life, I would rather see my loved one and ‘husband to be’. I was afraid I would not see you again."

"My time is not yet up. God only knows the day of our death. We only need to believe God’s plan and live inside his blessing.

"God has blessed us, you are not dead. I am about to become your wife and mother of our children. I am not marrying Jean-Paul Borjour. I am a child of God. I love Jesus Christ with everything I am. God has blessed my family from death and they will be near to me until they die. I have friends like Jean, Anne, Stephan, King Henry and Queen Marie. We are truly blessed."

"Which means one thing, Corrine? Satan does not plan to give up. With Chameceaux free to destroy, Jean-Paul will overcome this city. We need to be out of Chameceaux by noon tomorrow."

"Yes, Anne and Stephan are coming to Paris with us. We will have to talk to King Henry and Queen Marie for a place for them to stay."

"As well, I cannot alone defeat Jean-Paul. We need help to defeat the last four demons left trying to rule France. Jean-Paul Mephisto will be the hardest. He will try to kill King Henry and Queen Marie."

"God has given protection to Paris. We need only wait and see what God’s plans are for us."

"God is Great and greatly to be Praised."

"Amen."

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Ciel-Remi could see Corrine was ready for bed because she kept yawning. She reached over to Anne and began shaking her shoulder. Anne looked up, her eyes half closed. Corrine said, "Anne, you need to take Ciel-Remi to his room. If you run out of rooms, you may sleep in mine."

Anne yawning asked, "Did you finish your story?"

"No, I could not, we are too tired."

"Okay." Anne yawned, getting up from the table, she said. "Follow me!" She turned to Corrine. "You can make your way back to your room and yes I have a room."

"Thank you." Corrine said. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

"I will explain everything tomorrow." Ciel-Remi said as they approached the steps.

Anne led him down the hall to the fifth room. "Thank you, get some sleep tonight."

She yawned, saying, "Goodnight."

Ciel-Remi walked into the furnished inn room, exactly like his room, the one he had the day he came to Chameceaux. He thanked God. He fell onto the bed and hadn’t felt this peaceful and relaxed for two years. His eyes closed.

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The sun rose at dawn in Bourge. Jean-Paul stood and awaited news of the city’s destruction. He couldn’t wait to find out the beautiful betrayer was dead and France would soon be theirs for the taking. He stroked his mustache. "Soon, Queen Marie, France will be mine!"

Jean-Paul waited. He impatiently sent for Xathis. He approached Jean-Paul slowly. "My master." He hissed. "Why are you so happy?"

"France will be ours! Queen Marie will be dead. France will be Satan’s, yes, and our day for ruling has come!" Jean-Paul pridefully proclaimed.

"How can you be so sure?"

"Do you question my judgment?"

"No Sir, Please…I am loyal to you. We cannot assume anything until we see proof or hear from the spirit realm."

"Yes, yes…we would have heard from either place. Where could Charik be? No matter, France will be ours!"

A man wearing a red robe came outside. Trest is sharply strong, muscular, with two small horns, reddish-brown skin and red glowing eyes. He stands about six feet, six inches tall. The fallen angel was considered strong and most of humans are afraid of him. He’s called the demon of fear. At Halloween most humans think of him, calling him the devil.

Trest approached.

"Ah…Trest, What brings you here?" Jean-Paul asked.

"Charik has been killed." Trest quickly said.

"What?" Jean-Paul yelled. "How? Who killed him?"

"God!"

"God?" he asked "How could have God killed Charik? Did he descend from Heaven and strike him dead?" he jokingly asked.

"My master, Through God’s word, he was killed. Right now, he rests in the abyss."

"Trest, Come on, Charik killed by God and his Word, only a human can use God and his word together." Jean-Paul said.

"Did you expect Ciel-Remi in Chameceaux or Paris tonight?"

"Paris, Why, where was he?"

"Chameceaux."

"For what cause was Ciel-Remi in Chameceaux during the raid?"

"A messenger for Queen Marie."

"Ciel-Remi defeated Charik by submitting the ‘Word of God’ to God, and then Ciel-Remi fought to Charik’s death."

"He should have killed Corrine before Ciel-Remi showed up."

"No one was at the Mansion, Corrine was gone."

"How?" Jean-Paul pressed his fingers together. "She was supposed to be staying in the Mansion tonight, a great opportunity to kill her. He was not able to destroy Chameceaux?"

A deep voice appeared behind Jean-Paul. "Our opportunity was ruined due to God." He turned and knelt before Satan, everyone there knelt also. "My Lord, Satan."

"Corrine was warned in a dream about his coming. Ciel-Remi was sitting next to him with his friend when God reminded Ciel-Remi about him. God is to be blamed for everything, I cannot be everywhere, and God can."

"Who are we messing with? Who is Ciel-Remi?" Jean-Paul asked.

"A mere mortal, you have no worries, in time Ciel-Remi will die and we will rejoice in that day. For now destroy Chameceaux and kill everyone in the town. This will be the price paid for disobeying and destroying my plans. They will be held responsible for everyone’s death."

"When do we strike?" Xathis hissed.

"Xathis, do you feel free to complete this mission?"

"Yes, My Lord, Thank you."

"Today, about ten o’clock destroy Chameceaux, Ciel-Remi, Corrine and their friends still there, kill them. Do not fail me."

"Yes, My Lord." he hissed again. "I will not fail to destroy the little town."

"Mephisto, Stay in Bourge, Queen Marie will be protected for a time. God’s protection cannot last. Two cities lost will be the start of King Henry and Queen Marie’s death. As well, find others to help out."

"Yes, My master." Jean-Paul said.

"Thank you, My Lord" Xathis said.

"My Lord, I will oversee the land." Trest said.

"Yes, Trest protect Mephisto from attack." Satan ordered and then disappeared.

"These humans think they can stop our plans forever, one day, Ciel-Remi will fall. France will be ours." Jean-Paul laughed. "Trest, Find an ally demon, we need a female, probably the leader of the Mistresses of Lust."

"Chaos"

"Yes, Chaos, She will do nicely." Mephisto laughed. "Bow down before Satan! Oh world! Bow down before my Lord and my Master! He will rule the world and bring great Peace! Long live Satan! Long live our king!" He held a cup to the orange sky.

CIEL-REMI watched the late morning sky. The city was a great site and he looked at the city streets. He saw the blue skies and the lush green trees and bushes outside on the horizon.

A flaming arrow went toward the first house on the right. Ciel-Remi jumped back, Fire engulfed the house, and people cried out. He was confused, looking around. Where are they? Soon many more arrows came toward another building.

Ciel-Remi heard a cry from a woman, then silence. Corrine, where are you?

He ran toward the Inn, an arrow came through the door. He looked inside. Anne lay there dead, an arrow sticking out from her chest. Ciel-Remi’s eyes widened, "Corrine!" he yelled out.

Ciel-Remi went inside the Inn. The steps were broken, the thick wood stuck up through the floor. He climbed up to the second floor, it was worse. He stood up, a beam came crashing down and he jumped back. He ducked underneath the wooden beam. He came to the door of Corrine’s room.

Ciel-Remi tried the door, it was locked. "Dang." He said. He knocked, "Corrine! Are you in here?"

A weak voice came from inside the room. "I…am…"

Ciel-Remi with all his strength tried to break down the door. "I am not going to lose you, Corrine!" With all his strength he pounded on the door. "God will save you."

Ciel-Remi heavily knocked against the wooden door. The weight of his body crashed and he was lying on the door. He looked across the room. Corrine was lying on the floor, one of the beams crushing on her body. "Ciel…Remi…Help me."

Ciel-Remi got up and ran over to her, "Corrine, Hold on…I will not lose you, we have a life to live."

He pulled with all his might against the wooden beam which was trapping her underneath it, "Ciel…Remi…live…" She breathed her last breath. "No!" He got mad, "Corrine, Wake up."

"First Anne, now Corrine, Lord, Please help me."

Ciel-Remi ran back to the door, a beam fell down blocking his passage. He ran over to her body, he rubbed her face, "I love you." He looked up as a beam caught fire. "Lord, Thank you for glory, I am ready to come home." The beam came tumbling down upon him, while his hand was still in the air, the weight of beam tumbled down crushing his head. "No!"

Ciel-Remi woke up in heat, he was alive, and it was only eight o’clock in morning. He broke a sweat and prayed. "Lord God, This dream was a nightmare, what does it mean?"

This dream is a vision of later today. Jean-Paul has sent one of his minions to destroy Chameceaux. You are a light in a darkened world. Get most of these people out Chameceaux; if they do not believe you, they will lose their lives.

"Yes, Lord, I am your servant."

Corrine woke up late the next day. She got dressed, and began combing her hair. She promised to meet Ciel-Remi outside. She walked over to the Inn’s window looking at the blue skies. She heard the sound as though a bomb was coming down. "What is happening?" She asked.

Corrine needed to get out of the Inn, but she felt safer locking the door. With one click, the door locked. She went back to her chair. Soon something came through the window; a flaming arrow hit the bed. She had water lying on the dresser. It wasn’t enough to put out the fire. Beams started falling; one of the wooden beams fell down on the bed splitting it in half. She jumped; she ran back to the window looking down and decided it was too far to jump out the window.

Corrine decided the only way was though the door. She ran toward the door and another beam split and tumbled down on her. She screamed. She lay on her stomach, the beam deep inside her. Blood started pouring from her chest. "Lord, I am coming home." She was barely breathing.

Corrine heard a knock come from the door, Dang, I locked it, and maybe someone is here to save me. She was losing more breath; a voice yelled out through the door, "Corrine, Are you in here?"

"Am…I…" she said laying face down.

She barely heard the door being knocked on and banged in and finally the door gave way and the hinges broke and Ciel-Remi fell inside, lying right in front of her. She only wanted to laugh, but couldn’t feel her throat. She watched him get up and lift the beam.

"I am not going to lose you…" He said pushing at the beam with all the strength within him, Corrine felt dizzy, her eyes started to close, "Ciel…Remi…live…" her eyes shut; she breathed and heard him say, "No!" She blacked out.

Corrine awoke from the devastating dream. She looked at her hands, only a Dream.

She got up and looked outside the window at the orange sky of the sunrise. She knew it was still early. What was this dream about?

Corrine undressed, freshened up, the re-dressed in a blue dress. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and started brushing it while looking into the mirror. She thought more about the dream. The sky looked as though it was later. She only sat in her chair. Today is my wedding day, but after a dream like that I would have anything to see my ‘groom to be’.

The door was knocked upon and Ciel-Remi yelled. "Corrine! Wake up, we must hurry!"

She ran and opened the door; she didn’t understand what he was saying. He wanted to be inside his arms. He barely said, "We are---"

Corrine jumped in his arms, kissing him.

Ciel-Remi was puzzled. "What is this all about?"

"You are alive, my love, I am alive." Corrine smiled and held onto him.

Ciel-Remi stroked his hand through her blonde hair and asked. "Corrine, did you have dream about death?"

"Yes, why do you ask?"

"I had a dream as well. God’s vision for later today, we need to get as many people out of the city or else they will die."

"What are you talking about?"

"God is warning us to get out of here before another one of Jean-Paul’s men destroy it. God has chosen me to tell them to leave or die."

She couldn’t understand. "Why would Jean-Paul want to destroy our town?"

"Killing Charik angered Mephisto."

Corrine heard footsteps coming up the stairs. She was terrified at first until they saw that it was Anne. Her face was pale and she seems scared. "Anne, you look pale. What happened?"

"The feeling of an arrow would make you pale."

"You, too?"

"A dream; I stood inside greeting customers when I saw flaming arrow go through a woman’s chest. I tried to help, except it was too late. I saw Ciel-Remi outside and another flaming arrow came in, it struck my chest in the right place and I blacked out, only awakened knowing it was a dream."

"That sounds correct."

"What does it mean?"

"Chameceaux is going to be destroyed in the late morning. God has given everyone here a night vision of what would happen if we stayed here. By say ten o’clock today we need to get out of he or we will be killed."

"By whom, and why?" asked Corrine.

"Jean-Paul, my killing Charik last night made him angry enough to want us dead. Jean-Paul’s rage is for revenge."

"I will stay with Anne. You must go talk with Jean and get him to gather as many people as possible." Corrine said.

"Good idea, my love."

Corrine comforted Anne as he left down the stairs.

~|------

Ciel-Remi ran down the steps and outside. He ran about two blocks then turned left and ran past two houses before reaching Jean’s door. He was almost out of breath when he knocked.

Ciel-Remi stood waiting for someone to answer. No one was home. He slowly opened the door. "Jean, Are you here? Are you awake?" he yelled. No one was inside the house, no clothes were lying anywhere, the bed was made. He knew Jean wasn’t this clean.

Ciel-Remi turned around; he closed the door and headed back to the Inn. "Why was not he here today?" said to himself,

Ciel-Remi kept walking past the bakery, which smelled good. Did Jean already go to Paris?

"Ciel-Remi, my friend, what brings you out this early?" Jean asked riding up behind him.

He turned and saw Jean carrying a bag and riding his white horse. He was puzzled. "Going somewhere?"

Jean laughed. "Yes, Paris." He said. "Captain of the Musketeers."

"Oh yes, you are replacing Jean-Paul in Paris."

"Yes, But you are no lower in rank." Jean said.

"I have a favor to ask."

"Yes."

"Could you help me gather as many people together in city square of Chameceaux? They must flee or die."

"You mean, May I."

"Yes, something like that."

"What is this flee or die?"

"God gave Corrine, Anne and me the same dream. In about a few hours the city will be invaded. Everything and Everyone will be destroyed. I must save many people as possible."

"Yes, I will." Jean said. "Anything else?"

"After we gather these people ride ahead to Paris and tell King Henry and Queen Marie to expect more than just us. Will you do this?"

"Yes."

"Thank you. I must head back to where Corrine and Anne are waiting."

"You are welcome, my friend and brother in Christ." Jean said, and then pulled the reigns of the horse, ‘He’ He rode off.

Ciel-Remi was still near the bakery so he decided to stop by. The baker wore an apron with a white hat and saw Ciel-Remi. "Hello, Monsieur."

He looked at the baker’s fine breads. All golden-brown and the flames were hot. "This food smells good; I have no money with me. The Lord has told me to tell you to leave your town or you will die."

"What did you say?" the baker said.

"You heard right. Jean-Paul Borjour Mephisto will destroy your town and everyone left here, come to Paris, I believe we can get you a job in a bakery there."

The baker was a stubborn man. "No! I cannot leave my beautiful bakery behind. I must stay."

"It is your choice. I have warned you."

Ciel-Remi walked outside and prayed. "Lord, this is going to be more difficult than I imaged."

Ciel-Remi, Trust in Me, many people will open their hearts to the idea of death and come with you to Paris. Look back into Bakery.

He glanced back, the baker was busy packing bags of his bread; he extinguished the fire.

Keep with your promise in Paris. This is still a good baker.

"Yes, Lord. Thank you, Lord."

He headed back to the Inn.

~|------

Corrine and Anne went down to the tavern. The wooden chairs were up on top of wooden tables. She took down a chair, Anne followed. They sat there waiting for Ciel-Remi.

"Gutien Morgan, Anne and Corrine."

"Good morning, Madams."

"What’s it goin’ to be today?"

"Two fruit juices, please"

The German woman, short and a bit over weight took a pen and paper. She wrote down something. "Thank you, anything else?"

"No!" Corrine said. "But we need to warn you. Later today Chameceaux will be attacked."

"Is it something like Bourge?" Anne asked her.

"They are meaning for a surprise attack." Corrine said.

"What do we do?" The German woman asked.

"We stay calm…another juice." Ciel-Remi said coming in.

Corrine turned around to see he approaching the table and pull down another wooden chair. She kissed him. "Good thing we have your help to bring these people out without a panic."

"Yes, Corrine." Ciel-Remi began. "But many of these people will lose most of their jobs. I will talk to Queen Marie about a bakery and a new tavern. What will the other people do? We have many places already, which have flower shops and different stores."

"They will manage, Look how I started?" The woman told them handing the three juices. "I am from Germany; I am here to do business, not to look for ways to live."

"Yes, Madam." he sighed. "About nine o’clock I will address many to flee. We need to pray for boldness."

"You will be bold and brave, my love." Corrine encouraged.

"Yes, my love."

Corrine felt reassured he would help these people. She thought about the people of Israel who wanted to go back to Egypt once they were led into the wilderness. Many will rebel against him.

Corrine heard the people yelling and whining. She looked around.

"We better get packing for Paris. Enjoy your drinks." The woman said.

"Thank you, Madam." Corrine said.

"Ciel-Remi," Jean walked into the Inn. "They are together, some are angry and some are confused."

Ciel-Remi stood up, patting his friend’s shoulder. "Thank you, Jean."

"I will be leaving for Paris to tell the King and Queen, Hopefully you will save a lot or else France will mourn. We will have something else about which to be angry at Jean-Paul."

Corrine hugged Jean. "Thank you, my friend and brother in Christ. Safe journeys to you."

"To you, Lady Corrine, as well."

Anne hugged Jean next. "Tell Stephan, ‘hello’. He left earlier for Paris."

"I will, Anne, thank you."

Ciel-Remi gave Jean a big hug. "We will see you in Paris."

"Yes, my friend." Jean said.

He hurried out the door.

"Ciel-Remi, we need to address everyone." Corrine told him.

"Yes, My love."

~|------

Ciel-Remi knew he wasn’t ready to address this crowd, but time was most important. "Corrine, after I have addressed these people. I would like you and Anne to be in front. You will lead them to Paris. I am going to stay behind just in case the enemy attacks us."

"Yes." Corrine lovingly said, kissing him.

Ciel-Remi walked out the door of the Inn. The complaining and angry people lined the streets. He prayed. "Lord, give me strength."

Ciel-Remi walked pushing his way through the crowd. People were dazed and confused; many wanted to know why they were awakened. He only braved the crowd.

You are like Moses, Be strong and be bold, for I will make the way.

"Thank you, Lord." Ciel-Remi prayed as he reached the town square. Everyone was talking, gossiping and complaining.

Ciel-Remi yelled over the crowd. "Today Chameceaux will be destroyed! Like my home town!"

He got everyone’s attention; they became quiet to listen.

"How do you know?" A woman cried out.

"The Lord has revealed it to us in a dream. The city will be destroyed by an adversary to France." Ciel-Remi said.

"My life is in Chameceaux! I will not leave because you tell me something I do not see!" Another man yelled.

"So be it. I have warned you." He told the man.

"I know many of you will lose your jobs! Would you rather live to work or stay here a die at the hands of our enemies? My love lived in Chameceaux is ready to leave for Paris. If you are willing not to die, let us go to Paris. Where Queen Marie will get you work and you will live to work and raise your families."

"No! I love Chameceaux; I would rather live here today." Another man yelled out.

"I have warned you. You stay, you die and come with us and you will live. Who among you is ready to lose their lives for the sake of pride? And who are ready to live for God and France?

Ciel-Remi pulled out his Bible and quoted. "It is written, Then Jesus, the Savior of this world and God to all said to his disciples. If any of you wants to be my follower, you must put aside your selfish ambition, shoulder your cross, and follow me, if you try to keep your life for yourself, you will lose it. But if you give up your life for me, you will find true life. And how do you benefit if you gain the whole world but lose your own soul in the process? Is anything worth more than your soul? For I, the Son of Man, will come in the glory of my Father with his angels and will judge all people according to their deeds. And I assure you that some of you standing here right now will not die before you see me, the Son of Man, coming in his Kingdom."

"God has given you a choice; live today or die today. If you choose to live, come to Paris with us, we are leaving now. Those who feel sure I am lying and I am not telling the truth. You will soon see the warning, except it will be too late."

Many people still complained and many people still gossiped and many still were confused. Many people just stood listening to the words of Ciel-Remi.

Ciel-Remi broke his sweat as Corrine came to the front. She told the people bravely. "My love, is telling you the truth. This city will be destroyed this day. Last night a force greater and stronger than a human man destroyed my house. God knew it and showed me a way out. Our enemies are angry and they will kill anyone here. Anne and I are heading to Paris, come or die! You have a choice!"

Many people cheered. Many went back to their daily lives and other people went back for a minute to pack their belongings. Other people stood waiting for them. Ciel-Remi wept bitterly for the lost souls who had disbelief in God’s plan.

Corrine headed everyone. Anne stood in the middle and Ciel-Remi waited for everyone else. He knew the time was now or never. He rode on his brown horse.

Many started to yell out. "Look!" said a man.

"Yes, I see them." said other women

"One thousand!" another man said, exaggerating.

"An Army." said a lady.

"Just in time too." Thanked another man.

The people kept going as Ciel-Remi saw the armies advancing. Corrine and Anne were safe at least. He saw a man wearing a white garment on the white horse rode from the south. He prayed. "Thank you, Lord for those people who listened and believed. For those who refused and disbelieved, I shutter to know what will happen to them."

Ciel-Remi looked as the armies of the enemy headed toward the city; they held light bows, flaming arrows started going toward the town. He looked in awe and wonder of the day God saved his life. He heard screams from people who disbelieved and refused to leave with them.

Do not look back. Keep your eyes on Paris and France and most importantly, Me.

Ciel-Remi didn’t look back. He still heard the town’s fire crackling and more screams. He remembered what God did to the cities, Sodom and Gomorrah. He remembered what happened to Lot’s wife; that she turned into salt. He only kept his eyes forward.

Everyone who had cleared the city soon stood at the gates of Paris. Many didn’t know what they were going to do for work. They trusted in hope and a future. Many people lost loved ones, many people moved into Paris with great expectation. The baker was promised a bakery. The tavern worker found a place to call home. Queen Marie supplied people greatly with food for those who couldn’t find anything. Ciel-Remi looked at the people who believed and mourned for the people who didn’t.

He prayed. "Lord, your plan has been accomplished; these people are happy and living again."

Ciel-Remi and Corrine postponed their wedding day, because they weren’t ready to marry. He decided to date her again before they married.

God was good to Paris. Ciel-Remi knew Jean-Paul would be angry. Repay good deeds for the evil deeds. He thought lying on his bed.

~|------

A few days later, Corrine was brushing her hair when Queen Marie came to the door and knocked. Corrine answered the door and seeing Queen Marie hugged her and let her into the room.

"Hello, my friend."

"Hello, My Queen." Corrine asked. "What brings you here?"

"Please, tonight I am Marie, tomorrow is your wedding to Ciel-Remi and I am your Matron of Honor, Am I not?"

"Yes, Marie, You are my matron of Honor."

"Are you excited?"

"Yes." Corrine said joyfully, "This time we have no one to come between us."

"Yes, Jean-Paul cannot enter Paris to destroy the wedding, you will be happy together for God has brought you two together from the beginning. God’s plans are always greater than what we think or do."

They both giggled.

"Are you nervous?"

"What do you think?"

"I am asking you, Corrine, Are you nervous?"

"Yes, I am nervous."

Corrine only knew Queen Marie had the best for her friend in mind and Lady of the House. Ciel-Remi was Queen Marie’s guardian. He would take care of Queen Marie until he died. She only knew that was down the road. She let Marie brush her hair as they talked between themselves about their men.

~|------

Ciel-Remi rose early the next morning, got dressed, and ready to wed his beautiful love and fiancée. He was fixing his bow tie when his door was knocked on. "Come in!" He yelled out.

The door opened, slowly. "Ciel-Remi, Are you ready yet?"

He turned, "Come in, Jean."

Jean stepped into the room. "I have everything you need."

"Good."

"God Bless you today Ciel-Remi, for the two of you will no longer be Ciel-Remi and Corrine, now Lord Ciel-Remi and Lady Corrine."

"Yes, Jean." Ciel-Remi said forcefully trying to tie the bow.

"God gave you the garments and clothes, do not strain yourself over a bow tie."

"Yeah, I guess you are right."

Ciel-Remi was nervous in everyway possible, today was his wedding day to and he wanted to look his best. Clothes in this time were not that flashy, they wore a pair of purple pants with a black tunic, dressed in a white fluff bow tie and purple jacket. No one wore hats or caps, just wigs if needed. He looked into the rusted mirror.

"The ring?" Jean handed Ciel-Remi a box, about four inches long by four inches wide. He opened the box, the ring was gleaming and the diamond was beautiful in the shining gold ring. Inside the ring was an inscription: To my love, Corrine, now and forever, Ciel-Remi.

Ciel-Remi had a tear rolling down his cheek. He took off his soulfire ring and looked at the rusted silver ring. He switched and put it on his right ring finger. He had up to this time worn it upon his left ring finger. "Christ is seated at the right hand of God." He said quietly.

Ciel-Remi hugged Jean, "Thank you, my friend."

"You are welcome."

"You know, one day, you will experience this as well."

"Yes, the day will come in God’s time."

"Exactly." he sighed. "Shall we go?"

"Yes, my friend and my lord."

They both left the room; his hands were sweating making him nervous.

~|------

Marie and Anne helped brush Corrine’s beautiful blonde hair early that morning. She wore a medieval white wedding dress, with a white veil, which covered her head.

"Are you ready, my Lady?"

"As ready as I am going to be." she said nervously.

"Here is the ring for Ciel-Remi." Anne said handing a box the same length and width as his. Corrine opened it, the golden ring shone brightly; she took her index finger and thumb. She pulled it out gently. She examined the inside, an inscription read: To my love, Ciel-Remi, now and forever, Corrine.

Corrine was happy with the inscription. She placed the ring back inside the box closing it, she it handed back to Anne. "Thank you."

"You are welcome, my friend."

She was satisfied.

They let down the veil and she looked into her mirror. Corrine was impressed and thanked God for everything. Marie and Anne wore pink dresses with white fluffy cuffs. Marie wore her tiara crown.

Corrine felt last minute nerves. She knew she was ready to marry this man; this one she called’ loved one’ for many years. She left her room, heading for the chapel.

~|------

The wedding was wonderfully gorgeous and beautiful. They both made a vow to love and cherish each other until the day they died. They exchanged rings with each other. Afterwards in the reception hall, Jean had some words to say about his best friend. Queen Marie spoke some words about Corrine. They were now Lord and Lady of France. God’s peace and protection ran throughout France, except Ciel-Remi’s adventure wasn’t finished, the adventure had just begun.

CIEL-REMI looked outside the eastern tower window. After everyone had begun moving to Paris, the new LeChat Mansion was sacrificed for people to live in. Corrine loved the view of the city and country side from the tower where Ciel-Remi and she now lived. He only watched out as the children played.

Ciel-Remi started to remember what happened after the wedding. Ciel-Remi and Corrine stayed in the castle in one of the many turret rooms. They were asked by Queen Marie to protect a couple from England, who had come to Northern France. They met their new friends, Diana and Richard LeCoeur.

Queen Marie invited everyone to a dinner; it celebrated the arrival of Lord Richard and Lady Diana to France. Jean brought a girl who he had been seeing in Chameceaux as friends. They got to know each other there, they decided to marry.

A few days later, Julie disappeared from Paris and its surroundings. She was kidnapped to lure Ciel-Remi to Bourge. Corrine and Diana became pregnant and he and Richard had to stay around. Julie returned home a week later and proclaimed ‘God set her free!’ Jean only thanked God.

Ciel-Remi and Corrine had a baby girl; she had blonde hair like her mother and hazel eyes like her father. God called upon him to name the child ‘Victoria’, which meant ‘Victory’.

Richard and Diana had a baby as well; they named her after the Queen. Marie was beautiful, she had blonde hair, deep green eyes, and she became Victoria’s best friend.

Stephan and Anne Lionheart returned to Spain to serve under King Phillip the third. They had a baby girl; she had black-brown hair and, brown eyes. They named her Samantha Lionheart.

Jean and Julie were married; they loved each other very much. They had a baby boy; he had brown hair, with green eyes. They named him Pierre Douvicioux. In memory of their friend and guard of LeChat Mansion who was killed two days before his birth.

King Henry and Queen Marie had also a child; he had brown-blonde hair, blue eyes and they named him, Louie XIII.

Ciel-Remi thanked God for His many blessings on the men and women of Paris. He still loved God in everything. He and his wife grew in the Lord’s blessings and learned more about His great love for everyone on earth.

Ciel-Remi looked toward the horizon. He had missed his hometown of Bourge and missed Chameceaux, these were cities and towns of his past and the Lord reassured him of the safety and protection of Paris.

Ciel-Remi remembered one night. Victoria was only one year old at the time. He held the quiet sleeping baby on his lap, cuddled her, rocking back and forth in the chair. He felt his eyes closing and fell asleep. God came to him in a dream and spoke to his spirit. One day you will return to Bourge and confront Jean-Paul, those days are near, be prepared, do not worry about your family in those days I will provide.

He remembered those words well. Corrine approached him from behind. She laid her hand on his shoulder. "Is something bothering you?"

Ciel-Remi took Corrine’s hands and said. "Yes, One day, God will send me away from here. I do not know the day or the hour. I must obey the Lord’s commands."

"Yes, you are still worried."

"I do not know for how long. Victoria does not yet to know the Lord’s love for her life. Corrine, please promise me that you will watch over her while I am gone."

"Yes, My love." Corrine said. "Until that day comes, do not worry about the Lord reaching Victoria’s heart. The Lord knows the day for such deeds. We should wait and be the parents she needs."

"Thank you." Ciel-Remi kissed her lovingly.

He held Corrine close as they watched little Victoria and Marie playing. They laughed joyfully and he praised the Lord for His many blessings.

~|------

Slipping off her shoes, Victoria was anxious and ready for bed. She kissed both of her parents saying, "Goodnight, Mama and Papa."

God gave Victoria many sorts of dreams throughout the night:

Victoria stood with tears in her eyes. She stepped onto the ground through the wet and water soaked caves and slime rocked walls. She looked down at her hands, blood dripping, as water dripped. "Father!" She yelled, still crying. "Father, No!!"

Victoria had an angry look. She bent down in the soiled mud, rain pouring from the sky. She looked into Ciel-Remi’s eyes still opened and barely breathing. "My daughter." He choked, "I love you…" His head bent back, she held her father’s dead body crying, tears ran down her cheeks.

Victoria woke up suddenly. She ran across into their room, Ciel-Remi was still there asleep. She felt relief when she saw her father still alive. She went back to her bed and went back to sleep again and God gave her still another dream:

The night sky was totally dark as Victoria and Victoria was grown in to a beautiful young lady and she looked up at a castle. She turned to Samantha and Marie who looked about fifteen years of age. Marie wore a yellow outfit with gray armor. Samantha wore a black outfit with black armor. She stood ready for battle and looked down at her hands. She wore a black outfit with purple armor.

Victoria stood with a sword, she asked. "Are you ready?"

"Ready, I will go around to the left, Samantha will go around to the right, and you will enter the castle from the doorway." Marie said

"Correct." said an uneasy Victoria.

"Be careful, Victoria, May God be with you." Samantha said.

"May God be with you all!" She said hugging them. "Right!"

Victoria watched as Samantha ran to the right and Marie ran to the left. She sighed, "I must do this, for France and for you Father. God have the Victory."

God made her mind go forward for a minute and continued:

Victoria stood in the castle, gray stoned walls lined the dark hallways and only one light was coming from a window down the hall.

"Intruder!" A man yelled. He held a sword in one hand, and held a gold covered spear in the other. She looked into his eyes and they were red.

Quickly, Victoria grabbed her sword as the man came down the hall; he approached her and swung down. Her sword clashed with the others, sparks flew. She quickly pulled back the sword. The man dropped his spear; he prepared himself to strike a better blow. She came up behind him, stabbing him. She pulled out a blood soaked sword from his body.

Victoria ran up to the window, the opened window viewed the right side of the castle tower and she saw Marie climbing up a rope. She headed up the gray stone steps until she came into another large room. She looked up and stared, a man dressed in armor like a dragon sat in the chair. The man didn’t notice her yet. She waited.

Soon Marie and Samantha arrived. "Any trouble?" she asked.

"Nothing we are not already used to."

"Ready."

"Mephisto!" Victoria said under her breath. "You killed my father! It is now your time to die!"

They charged inside. Then amazingly she woke up again.

Victoria looked around and saw that everything was normal and so she just went back to sleep. God gave her one last dream:

Victoria sat at an oak desk. She looked around the room. The desks were lined up in a row and the people wore blue police uniforms. She was at peace about her life; she was busy working on paperwork. A man about six feet tall approached her desk…She looked up. He wore a red shirt and black pants. He dropped a folder on the desk. She knew the man.

"Vic, you work too much."

"And you Erick Barely work at all." She joked.

"So where do you want to go tonight?"

"Why?" Victoria asked. "Are you asking me out?"

"Well, Maybe." he said.

"I Accept."

"Ok, eight o’clock."

"Great." She felt loved.

Victoria soon heard another voice. "Awake Victoria, Awake my daughter." She didn’t know where the voice came from. Again she heard the voice and felt a shake on her shoulder and the man in dream simply walked away.

Victoria opened her eyes, her parents looked at her and she sat up. She rubbed her little eyes asking, "Mama, Papa, Why did you wake me from a beautiful dream?"

~|------

Ciel-Remi had almost the same dreams as she. His dreams were about Mephisto’s defeat and Paris’ betrayal by the new queen. God didn’t reveal to him anything about his death, he needed to live his life for God and not fear of the future.

After the dreams, Ciel-Remi was given a word from the Lord. Ciel-Remi, My faithful son; you have wrestled with Paris’ capture for a long time. Your enemies are not going to give up. I am sending you to Bourge to talk with Mephisto, tell him to stop his attack on Paris for My word is true and My power is greater. I will be your voice in midst of darkness.

Ciel-Remi wrestled to understand. "Why now?" He cried out, "Victoria is a little child. I must be here for my daughter. Why take me into Mephisto’s den, you know once he has me, He will imprison me or kill me and once I am dead, he will have more power over France."

Mephisto has no power over Me; I am above your enemies, Satan and him. I have crushed Satan’s accusations under my feet when I sent My only Son to die on the cross for your sins. He has no power over my children. I will protect you from Mephisto, but your enemies must be told to leave Paris alone.

"Am I to die? Will I see Corrine and Victoria again?" he asked.

You only can decide your future, I, the Lord know what you will decide. I have given you freedom to disobey me or obey me. These days will be hard, but they will lift up your spirit and draw you closer to me.

"Lord, Am I going alone?"

Ciel-Remi, I will always be with you.

"You are always with me. Who else is going?" he asked.

Your Friends

"My friends, Lord."

Your friend and Queen will instruct you…and you will know.

"My life is in your hands. Guide and lead me where you need me to go."

My child, you know I will. Tell your wife and daughter you will be gone for a while.

"Thank you, Lord."

Ciel-Remi awoke; he looked at Corrine sleeping peacefully like a beautiful angel, "Lord God, She is so peaceful."

He got up and walked over to Victoria, she was sleeping too. He noticed that she was smiling. "Lord, she is a doll. To leave them both will hurt."

Ciel-Remi approached the window and he looked at Paris, the city of Peace. "One day, Lord. Paris will fall into the enemy’s hands."

Corrine approached him from behind him; she wrapped her arms around him and asked. "My dear, what is wrong?"

"The day I told you about has come."

"Yes, Peace in Paris is close to the end."

"The Lord spoke to me, He asked me to go back to Bourge to plead with Mephisto to leave Paris alone."

"Do you believe he will comply with God’s word?"

"No, I believe Mephisto would enjoy this, the journey is one I do not know if I will return from."

"You will return or I would not let you go."

Ciel-Remi kissed her. "I must go."

"Yes, I cannot stop you, Can I?"

"No, You cannot." he took her hands. "God’s plans are not disaster, but a hope and a future. I must obey God’s will."

"If you do not ever come back, you will always be in my heart."

"My love, I am not just leaving you. I am leaving our daughter as well."

"Victoria will understand, she is strong like me."

Corrine put her finger to his mouth before he could say another word and said. "Not another word, Look Victoria has a smile upon her face. She is dreaming peacefully."

Ciel-Remi held her, they watched their daughter sleep. "She will understand." They kissed.

~|------

"Why do you say such words? Was the dream a lovely one?" Ciel-Remi asked.

Victoria still rubbing her eyes and didn’t know why she had those dreams, the last one was very lovely and she wanted to sleep longer but she just looked at her parents. They didn’t seem to understand.

Her parents didn’t seem happy. What is going on? She thought.

"Darling, Your Father has something to tell you. We could not wait any longer." Corrine told her.

Victoria felt depressed. He bent down. "My daughter, Queen Marie and the Lord asked me to go on a trip. I do not know how long or if I will return. Victoria, I need to you to take care of your mother."

Victoria felt depressed and confused and asked. "Why are you leaving us?"

"Your father has been dealing with a man, a mean man. Your father must confront this man."

"Does this man want to kill you?" Victoria said confusingly as the dreams began to come together.

"Darling, This man hates me. I do not know what God will have me say. I must obey God although it may kill me."

"No papa, you will live." she said.

Ciel-Remi knelt down and took the soulfire ring off placing it in her little hand. "My darling, take this ring. Think of me every day of your life until I see you again. This ring will remind you of me always."

Victoria had tears in her eyes. "Thank you, Papa." She cried, "I will."

Ciel-Remi and Corrine approached the door.

~|------

Corrine felt heart broken. Ciel-Remi was leaving and she didn’t know for how long? Would she ever see him again? She didn’t know how Victoria felt and knew she would have to live without him. "I will miss you, my love."

Ciel-Remi kissed her and then said. "I will miss you as well, God’s promises are ‘yes and amen’, Only God could save me from Mephisto."

"The ring! Do you not need the ring?" Corrine asked.

"I have learned the power is not from our possessions, the power of God is found in the Spirit of God and our hearts. Victoria needs to learn this same lesson before she will know the true power of God."

"I could not bare it if you did not return to me."

Ciel-Remi will come back.

"Please, raise her, the way God has planned."

"Yes, My love."

They kissed again. They opened the door. Corrine had tears running down her cheeks. She gave him a big hug and said. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Ciel-Remi kissed her goodbye. "We will see each other again, I promise."

Corrine watched him walk out. "God knows you will return." She whispered.

"Mama! Papa will return home. God will save him." Victoria said excitedly to cheer her up.

"I know, honey." Corrine sighed. "I know," weeping the tears from her eyes.

~|------

In the throne room of King Henry and Queen Marie, Ciel-Remi, Richard, Jean stood before their thrones.

They stood. Everyone bowed before them. "God has chosen you to stand before Mephisto and his Queen Chaos. They must be told France will not surrender to them easily." King Henry announced.

"Today you embark on a journey to Bourge. The nation of France will be in your hands, Ciel-Remi, My friend and Guardian. You are still a guard for the royal family. You will be a guard to watch over King Henry, and God has chosen you to speak on behalf of King Henry."

Richard LeCoeur and Jean Douvicioux, you will be guardians for Ciel-Remi in case Mephisto does not accept our plea. God bless all, please come back to us." Marie explained.

Queen Marie didn’t know, what would happen? She knew God’s word is truth and He would be able work in Bourge.

"My wife and I have been discussing your journey. You have until ten o’clock today to say goodbye to your wives and children." King Henry explained.

Queen Marie knew it took a day to get to Bourge, because Chameceaux was destroyed, there was nowhere to rest, except there.

Queen Marie remembered when she came to Paris for the first time and God blessed Ciel-Remi. She loved her days in Bourge before she moved. So much had changed, Bourge was now a ruined city and the enemy held the city. She knew her husband was at risk of death by going with everyone. She didn’t want to lose him. She only prayed for his safety. She knew God’s plans meant something would happen in His ways.

Queen Marie sat down next to him. "God bless you! You are dismissed!"

Richard and Jean left. Ciel-Remi approached her. "You have been my friend since Bourge’s destruction." he commented as he stood and hugged her. "My hope and faith is to return to my wife and daughter and the best Queen of France."

She hugged him back. "Thank you" She cried tears of joy. "We have come along way since we first met in Paris all those years ago."

"Yes, My Queen," Ciel-Remi said. "God has blessed and saved us many times in the past and He will bless and save us again. My time is short on earth, I have much more to do, God’s plans are for me to find out what I am willing to do, test me in areas to help my daughter learn His plans for saving France."

Queen Marie knew him; when he talked about the future, he was talking about anytime. She inquired. "Do you know what God’s plans are? Are you not going to be here to save this nation?"

"I do not know what God’s plans are, we are on this earth until our work and God’s purpose is finished." Ciel-Remi said. "All I know, Victoria’s name means ‘Victory’, God is preparing her for ‘Victory in Jesus Christ’."

"You have much to teach her." She told him.

"Yes." Ciel-Remi sighed. "I believe and have faith in God that I can do all things. My mission now is to confront Mephisto, one last time. And God will be preparing my daughter to defeat him and bring peace to France. God’s peace is true peace, especially after Mephisto is defeated. I do not believe we are going to be at peace, someone else will try to take the throne and destroy France. Only in God’s time will we ever know what to believe." he preached.

"Yes." Queen Marie said. "Ciel-Remi, God is great and will help understand our mistakes and no one is perfect, only Christ and the Father."

"God tests us all the time. He will see if we are obedient to His word and go where he says to go."

"You are right." Queen Marie said wondering why he didn’t leave to say ‘goodbye?’ She asked. "Are you going to going to say goodbye to your family?"

"God gave Victoria a dream." Ciel-Remi began changing the subject. "She woke up with a smile on her face and told me she dreamed of a beautiful place."

"Do you know what they were about?"

"No!" He sighed. "She did not explain. Victoria knew I will be coming home, but when and what time of year, she does not know. She is young; you remember when I left home to come to Paris. I did not know why until the time came. I believe God has shown her a dream of the future and she does not know anything about what to do."

"God gave a dream to Victoria, like he spoke through His voice to you. He will reveal everything in His time. Now you must go with my husband and confront Mephisto and Chaos."

"Thank you." King Henry said. "For your service to me."

"Your Majesty." Ciel-Remi proclaimed. "I will serve you until my life has ended."

"Please, go spend more time with your family. We will see you at the city gates."

"Thank you, Your Majesties." Ciel-Remi bowed.

Queen Marie approached King Henry. "Mephisto will imprison you, please be careful."

"Yes, my love, I will miss you."

"Yes." she sighed. "I will miss you as well."

A tear ran down each of her cheeks. King Henry took his finger and wiped off the tears. "Honey, Do not cry. I love you. You will see me again, only God knows whether I will come back or not, if not, you will see me Heaven with the Lord."

"I love you." She cried. "I do not want to lose you."

"You will have to be strong, for God and for France. If I were to perish, you must raise Louis to be next King of France."

"Yes." She kissed him. "Until I die, I will be the ruler of France and until Louis marries the next princess."

"Yes." He explained. "God has blessed us; make Louis understand God and Jesus Christ…Make sure he marries for Love instead of an arranged marriage like others and to a princess from another country. You have been a great Princess and Queen to France; you have been a great wife and lover. God has blessed you. He will keep blessing you. I will always be in your heart and you will always be in mine."

They held each other for a while. She cried in his arms.

~|------

Ten o’clock came; all too quickly, Ciel-Remi and Corrine, Richard and Diana, Jean and Julie stood near the city gates. King Henry and Queen Marie stood in front of all the people of Paris. She addressed the crowd.

"Today our husbands and fathers will be going on a mission to bring God’s message to our enemies.

"King Henry, My beloved husband and your King will address Jean-Paul Mephisto and the female who they call ‘Chaos’. Ciel-Remi Lebejioux will speak for us and for France as guardian and messenger of God.

"Richard LeCoeur and Jean Douvicioux are going also as guardians to King Henry and Ciel-Remi, just in case Mephisto brings out a revolt on everyone there. This mission will not be an easy one. We do not know what Jean-Paul will do with them. God has promised to bring everyone back safely.

"God Bless everyone. May the Lord be with you all as well, now and always to ends of the earth."

~|------

Victoria watched her father from a far. When Queen Marie told them about Jean-Paul Mephisto, She thought of the dreams she’d had. "Papa?" She whispered to herself. "God will bring you back to us." She said and knelt down to pray. "Lord, God, Keep Papa safe from the monster and keep our beloved King safe as well. God, please do not leave Papa’s side, in your name, Amen."

Victoria knew God from what her father and mother told her about his wonderful love for them. She prayed Jesus Christ into her life just one week before God gave her the dreams and her Father was called to talk with Mephisto.

Victoria loved God very much; a tear ran down from her eye, a hand was placed on her shoulder almost startling her.

Marie stood behind her. "What were you doing?" she asked.

"Saying goodbye to Papa." she replied. They have prayed for safe journey. They opened the gate and are about to leave." Victoria told her.

"Oh okay." Marie shrugged her shoulders, "Do you believe they will return?"

"Yes, Marie." Victoria said sounding confident.

"What makes you so sure?" Marie asked.

"God showed me."

"God showed you? What did he show you?"

Victoria put her finger to Marie’s mouth, "Shh!" she whispered. "I will tell you after they are gone. For now, I am watching them leave."

Bye! Papa.

You will see him again.

"Yes, Lord." She quietly said she had not heard the Lord speak before this time, but she instinctively knew that what she heard was God’s voice.

After everyone had left Victoria turned to Marie. She was sitting there quietly.

"Marie, God gave me many dreams, I am older when Papa is killed and I will fight this Jean-Paul Mephisto myself."

"You fought a tyrant, while you were dreaming." Marie laughed.

"Actually, you are going to help, too."

"Now I know you were dreaming." she said still laughing.

"You wait and see."

~|------

Everyone that was to go on this mission left the city, and Corrine watched as her husband left town with the others. "How long Lord must my daughter and I wait for my husband to return?" She asked, a tear running down her from her eyes and onto her cheeks.

My child and beloved, Ciel-Remi will return in my time, in a month or perhaps years, I will protect them from harm…I need to get a message to your friend, Queen Marie. Tell her this…

God gave Corrine a message. Queen Marie was headed back toward the castle. She called out. "Wait, My Queen, God has a message for you."

The carriage carrying Queen Marie was halted and Corrine ran up beside her. "My queen." She bowed.

"You have a message from God?" Queen Marie asked.

"Yes, Marie." She said almost out of breath. "May I ride back to the castle with you, I will give this message from our Lord and Savior while we go."

"Yes" She sighed. "You may."

Corrine entered the carriage.

~|------

Ciel-Remi already felt alone. Being away from them brought despair. God never left his side.

What is wrong? My child, Even though you have left your wife and child, I will never leave or forsake you, you will never be alone as long I am near.

"Yes, Lord."

After a day’s walk from Paris to Bourge, Ciel-Remi was tired. About midday, he came across the ruins of Chameceaux. The memories came flooding back to him about how he lived there for a short time before Jean-Paul ordered the destruction and ended up in Paris.

A long time passed since Ciel-Remi had seen the place he called home. He addressed, "Your Majesty?"

"You may call me ‘Henry’."

"Henry." he sighed and asked. "Before we get into this lonely and dark castle to confront our enemies, may I visit my home and see the graves of my parents?"

"Yes, Lord Ciel-Remi." King Henry commented. "The sun is about to set anyway and we need a place to stay. Why do we not stay the night in your old house and in the morning we will have to confront Mephisto?"

"Thank you, Henry."

Once they entered the city of Bourge, Ciel-Remi looked around at the houses were completely broken down, rubble lined the streets. Burnt marks were on main road into the city, the walls were completely broken down as well. "My Lord, What happened here?" King Henry asked everyone.

"Exactly!" Ciel-Remi sighed. "This is only half of what happened here." he commented.

Jean rode up next to Ciel-Remi. "Do you remember this same evil presence we experienced a few years ago?"

"Yeah, my friend, the evil presence we felt in Chameceaux, near the LeChat mansion on the night Corrine’s parents were deceived by Jean-Paul."

"Yes, Jean-Paul definitely has lived in this ruined city."

King Henry felt something was wrong. "No wonder Julie was frightened after coming home, if they had brought her here."

"No, your Majesty. Julie had told everyone ‘I was taken to a cave in the south region near Bourge.’" Jean said.

"I dinna know if goin’ to Bourge is wise, should we wind up in prison, lads, the cave would be our way of escape." Richard said.

They rode up the hillside overlooking Bourge leaving the city. Everyone was amazed they didn’t harm Ciel-Remi’s house, beside rubble from the fight; the house still had a foundation and the stone brick and cobblestone area around the house were still there.

"My word, Did your family, being of royalty, live in this house?"

"Yes, Henry." Ciel-Remi explained. "My father, even though a Lord of Bourge was dedicated to be a shepherd and raised sheep. They were killed in the attack twelve years ago."

The orange sky of the sunset was settling over the ruined city. Ciel-Remi said. "I would like to pay a visit of my parents’ graves, please make yourselves at home."

"Thank you."

Jean approached him; he put his hand on his shoulder asking? "My friend, Would you like company?"

"Yes." Ciel-Remi said. "You may come."

"Thank you."

Ciel-Remi and Jean left to go to the hill where he had buried his mother and father.

~|------

The carriages in France were like the cars of modern day, except without an engine. The black horses guided the carriages. The carriages were small and only four people fit in a small space, the leather exterior was black, while the interior was white. Marie sat on the left side; Corrine sat on the right side.

Why did not the Lord give Queen Marie the message through her spirit?

"Lady Corrine, What is your message from God?" Queen Marie asked curiously.

"Do you grieve for your husband?" Corrine asked.

"Yes, a little bit."

"God told me to tell you this: ‘My Child, Please do not yet grieve the death of your husband. The day of grieving will come, but now you must be strong for France. You are a Queen of France. Do as King Henry told you, raise Louis in My way and the way of France."

Corrine wondered if God was going to deliver King Henry from evil and come back to Queen Marie. She knew in her spirit that Ciel-Remi would return home.

"Thank you, Lady Corrine." Queen Marie told her. "Only God will deliver everyone He has sent. Like you I do miss my husband greatly. I must be strong for France. Let us pray for our husbands and a safe return."

"Yes." Corrine agreed.

"Lord, in Heaven and Earth, please protect and keep our husbands safe as they are outside the protection of Paris. Lord, help me to serve as Queen of France. Thank you for your love and faith. God, Thank you for your Grace, for your Son, Jesus Christ. Did not he die, so that we would not be lost? In the name of Jesus Christ, your will be the glory forever and ever, Amen."

"Amen."

The carriage rode into the gate; a woman with a yellow dress gave Queen Marie a hand out of the carriage. Prince Louis approached Queen Marie. "Mother, Please I would like you see someone."

She waved at Queen Marie as she followed her son.

Corrine sighed and returned back to their living area.

~|------

Victoria saw her mother get into the carriage and head back. Marie stood and said. "Victoria! Please come on! Our mothers will be back soon and we will be in trouble."

"Just a moment, do not worry." Victoria said. She caught something in her eyesight; something was glowing near the city gates.

"Come on! Victoria." Marie proclaimed excitedly.

Victoria quietly ran out toward the light. Marie stayed behind.

Victoria looked back at Marie and she asked. "Are you afraid?"

"No! Victoria, We will be in trouble soon, if we do not get back."

Keep going Victoria, for only you can see the light.

"Yes, Lord."

The light shone brighter as she drew closer. Marie was soon out of sight of Victoria. She looked down at the ring given by Ciel-Remi. It was glowing, what was this light that surrounded her?

A man, a beggar was standing near the road. He wasn’t there before.

"You are Victoria Lebejioux, daughter of Ciel-Remi and Corrine Lebejioux."

"Yes, sir." she didn’t understand.

"My lady," The man asked. "Do you know Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior?"

"What I have learned from my father. Did God give me those dreams? What do they mean?" Victoria asked curiously. She believed this could only be an angel sent to give her a message.

"Yes, My child." The man explained. "I am the one who gave Ciel-Remi the Bible and the ring. God did give you those dreams; they are future visions given to the young."

"What do they mean?"

"Simply, you are going to save and defeat Jean-Paul Mephisto. Your father will come back in two years, when you are age thirteen, you will know God’s plan and Ciel-Remi will be no longer needed in France."

"Which means?"

"When the time comes you will know." The Angel told her. "These messages are from God."

"The dream of a far off place, what was it about?"

"This dream is not final until you have learned what is going to happen with France after the tyrant is defeated. The Lord wishes that you to not know so much before His time. Take these and run back to your mother."

Victoria obeyed. She reached her hand in the cup and pulled out about hundred silver coins. "Wow!"

"This is the amount I gave your father and he has been blessed by the Lord. I give you them to bless and support your mother while your father is gone. Please be an obedient daughter and coins more will come."

Put ten percent back in.

Victoria took ten coins and put them back in the cup.

"Thank you. You have given ten percent, your tithe back to God. Please anything you earn, give me your tithe. I am always sitting near gates of city. You will be blessed greatly. Thank you. You may go home."

"Thank you, sir." Victoria was excited ran back to Marie. She looked back and no one was there, except the light. "Thank you, Lord." She prayed.

"Where have you been?" Marie asked. "Our mothers are probably worried."

Victoria showed her the ninety coins. "God has blessed us."

"Where did you get those?"

"Have you had an encounter with an angel?"

Marie shrugged her shoulders. "No."

"An angel sent by God just blessed us with enough to last two years."

"Two years?"

"Yes, as long as our fathers are gone."

Victoria knew Marie was already confused. They went back to the castle and ran home.

CIEL-REMI AND JEAN stood near the graves of his parents. Jean just lay down on his back and Ciel-Remi looked at the gravesite with tears running down his cheeks. "Mama, Papa, Look what has happened. Papa, you wished me to watch sheep, my dreams have come to pass, God is great."

"I have a beautiful wife and a beautiful daughter. God has blessed us greatly. Mama, I have missed you. I loved your cooking and the way you loved to read to me. I wish you could see your granddaughter. Mama, why did you not tell me Marie was a princess? My wife, Corrine is like sunshine and I have loved ever since we saw each other in Bourge twenty years ago."

"Papa, You would not believe what I had to do to get her to become my wife. Right now, I am about to visit someone who has brought me grief and pain. France will be free. I do not know what happened to you when you died, so I do not know if I will see you again when I die."

Ciel-Remi bent down and prayed, while crying. "Father God, Only you know where my parents have gone. God please, if they served you without me knowing it, keep them safe in your presence."

Ciel-Remi felt a hand on his shoulder. "We better go." Jean said quietly and caring about all Ciel-Remi felt.

"Yes, my friend." Ciel-Remi said. "Tomorrow is a big day. I will not be able to sleep this night. God will have me pray, so I will pray."

They headed back. "Do you feel comfortable staying in the house?" Jean asked.

"Yes." Ciel-Remi said. "God has been protecting my household for this day. He will protect us tonight, as well. God’s presence is shining out still in this evil presence."

"We must face this presence tomorrow."

"Exactly, my friend, exactly."

~|------

Corrine sat writing something, when Victoria came in all excitedly. "Mama! God has blessed us."

"Where have you been?" she snapped.

"Sorry, Mama, I watched Papa and you while he left. Then I had an encounter with an angel."

"I am glad you are safe." Corrine said, "What is this blessing?"

"Look, Mama." Victoria held out ninety coins.

Corrine couldn’t believe it; those coins would be enough for years. "Where did you get those?"

"The angel from God, he was like a beggar near the city gates. He was there after you left. I gave back ten of the coins. He says we should give back any earnings to him. He will bless us more."

"Victoria! Gabriel the Archangel?" Corrine asked. "Ciel-Remi told me about an encounter with Archangel Gabriel outside the church in Paris when he first left Bourge to come here."

"Mama, He explained my dreams last night. They were visions of the future. Mama, do you believe I am to save France?"

"God gave you the name Victoria Lebejioux, which means ‘Victory’. Yes, your father and I believe you are supposed to defeat our enemies and save France."

"Mama, I am still young, we are given these to help for two years."

"Why? Two years."

"Mama, God is testing Papa, if he is willing to obey. Two years to be with God and King Henry will find the answer to France’s freedom."

"Lord, Based on what?"

"Thank you, Lord."

"Mama, God is Lord, Do not under estimate his power. Mephisto believes he is powerful and mighty through his power given by Satan. God will show Papa that God is the only Lord. Satan cannot do much to help Mephisto besides let God work."

"Thank you, Lord." Corrine said.

Do you believe Mephisto will submit, I have given you knowledge to escape Chameceaux, I am Lord, Satan will believe he is god until the end of time. So will Mephisto, Satan’s second fallen angel since the beginning of time.

Lord, the false Prophet, In Daniel and Revelation.

Yes, Corrine.

Thank you, Lord.

Corrine felt a hug in the Spirit, Victoria hugged her. "Mama, God will free my father."

She bent down, "Yes, honey, your father will return."

Victoria handed Corrine every one of the coins except one. "I will be back, Mama."

"Yes, my darling." Corrine watched she ran out of the door.

~|------

Victoria felt that she was to give one coin back to the man near the city walls. She ran down the steps as fast as her little legs could carry her. She crossed the entrance hallway and out to the courtyard. She ran to the wall and the guard was gone.

"Where are you going Victoria?" The beggar sat near the wall. "To see me."

"Yes, sir."

"Do you have something more to give to God?" he asked.

"Yes, sir."

He held out the cup, she dropped in the silver coin. "Thank you, now pull out the eleven coins you gave."

Victoria put her hand into the cup and pulled out ten golden coins. She couldn’t believe what were in her hands. "Thank you, sir, Thank you, Lord."

"You are welcome." He said. "Victoria do you have a question for me?"

"No sir." Victoria took a golden coin and put it back in the cup. "Come see me after you have earned more and you will receive more of this offering. Thank you."

"I must be going. I have friends to see." Victoria turned and ran off. "Goodbye, sir."

No answer was given and she knew as much.

God blessed her again, Gold coins were double the size of the silver ones and they were given to her for God’s purpose.

"Yes, Lord."

~|------

Ciel-Remi prayed all night, the time was five o’clock in the morning. He knew the night sky was still dark and he just sat on the floor. A creak in the boards would wake him. He sat thinking about his family and how the Lord would bless them while he was gone.

Ciel-Remi still had his clothes on, he was barely asleep when he heard a noise come from outside. He looked around and the other men were fast asleep, the crunch of grass was soft, but could still be heard.

Does Mephisto know we are in Bourge? Is he coming to get us?

He was full of fear and doubt. Will I see my wife and child again?

Fear not, my child, just go see who it is.

Ciel-Remi stood and quietly unsheathed his sword. He started walking toward the wooden door near the fireplace. He slowly slipped his hand toward the knob and heard the crunch of grass, much louder now.

Who else would know we were here?

He opened the door, the bluish night sky and dirt on the ground. Ciel-Remi reached back and quietly closed the door as he stepped outside. His blade was pointed forward as he heard the grass crunch louder and louder. He turned the corner, nothing.

Ciel-Remi kept going, yet nothing came his way.

Mephisto does not make this much time pass before he reveals himself to us? Ciel-Remi turned the next corner, nothing yet. The darken sky didn’t help him or his fears.

Ciel-Remi wanted to yell out, but he found no voice and believed he would awaken everyone else. He just continued to walk, blade pointed forward, soon another blade clashed and sparks flew.

He looked at another man with a Musketeer type uniform on which stood in front of him. The hair was black and brown goatee spoke a deep Spanish accent. "God has blessed you, my brother, you should not be pointing a sword at nothing."

Ciel-Remi recognized his voice and accent. "Stephan Lionheart!"

"Do you have room for one more?"

Ciel-Remi’s fears melted away, joy came to his face and they both hugged each other. He was a bit confused. "How did you know we were here?"

"My friend, Queen Marie is a blessing in disguise and the Lord is a Great God."

"What are you getting at?" Ciel-Remi asked curiously.

"God called us to go back home to France and over the border a messenger came and told us, ‘you were headed for Bourge’. Anne and Samantha headed to Paris."

"How did you know we where not captured?"

"It is only a day’s journey from Paris to Bourge. My guess was that you stayed at your parent’s place and were going to approach Jean-Paul Borjour tomorrow."

"You mean, Mephisto."

"Jean-Paul Borjour is the name of the man Mephisto is imprisoning. Renee is the name of a woman Chaos has imprisoned. Be careful to let Renee into the city gates." He sighed. "Enough chatting, my friend, how is your family holding up. Did they take the news lightly?"

"Stephan, My daughter is remarkable. She knew about the trip before hand, plus she did not beg and whine like little girls do when their fathers leave. Corrine did not take it so easily. I have prayed to God to bless them while I am gone."

"How long do you suppose God will have us here?" Stephan asked.

"My friend, as long as God needs us."

"Enough chatting, Let us go see everyone."

"They will be happy to see you."

"It has been years."

"Too many years have passed. I have missed you."

"I have missed you, as well."

"Where did you learn the sword so well?"

"Phillip, the King of Spain."

"Are you Guardian to Phillip as I am to Queen Marie?" Ciel-Remi asked.

"You might say that."

"Let us go now. I will tell you everything in due time."

~|------

"Hurry!" said an anxious Louis.

"Okay, My son." Queen Marie said walking as fast as she could.

She didn’t know who or anything of why Louis was so excited. She only earlier sent the letter to Spain requesting Anne and Stephan to come back to France. She really couldn’t keep up with Louis’s little legs.

Queen Marie reached the entry to the throne room; a female with Spanish clothes stood waiting there. Next to her was a little girl, six years of age. She recognized the charming smile. "Anne Lionheart, Welcome home."

"Thank you, My Queen." Anne said. "Good to see you again."

"Will you be staying in France long?"

"Yes, as long as Stephan is in Bourge."

"Why did you come here? Do you not know where Corrine and Diana live?"

"Yes, Marie, I wanted to surprise you."

Queen Marie laughed.

"Let me send an invitation to have them join us."

"No need, I will see Corrine of my own accord."

"Very well."

"Have you talked to Henry about Spanish rule in France?"

"Why do you ask?"

"King Phillip is wondering. You have signed a treaty with Spain, one reason we were able to return, the King is wondering when your son is of age."

"Anne, My husband believes Spain should marry in Spain and France should marry in France."

"Would you do differently?"

"If Louis loved a Spanish woman, I wouldn’t force my son to marry Spanish or France or English. True love is what God desires, even though the royalty of the blood is to stay, Lord and Lady may marry within."

"True love, huh?" Anne said. "Let us wait and see what happens."

"Yes, we shall."

Anne motioned for the girl to come in front of her. "Have I introduced you to our daughter, Samantha Lionheart of Austria?"

"No, you have not." Queen Marie said. "Welcome to France, My lady."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Anne forgot about Marie’s introduction. The Queen waved her hand. "It is quite alright. Samantha may call me by my formal title; everyone else knows I do not like formality with friends and families."

"Yes, My Queen." Anne correctly said.

Samantha and Louis were skipping around. "Children?"

Queen Marie bent down and told Louis. "Son, please take Samantha to meet Victoria or Marie."

"Yes, Mother."

Queen Marie watched as they skipped toward the entrance hallway. "Be careful!" She warned.

"We will." They called back.

"I am dying to see Corrine and Diana it has been such a long time."

"It sure has."

They headed toward the entrance hallways, as well.

Victoria waited patiently for the castle gates to open; the rusty iron bar took awhile. She was excited to have nine golden coins to give to her friends.

Victoria ran down past the marketplace to Julie’s house near the city walls; the house was gray bricked with shingles on the roof. Two windows were next the wooden framed door. She knocked only loudly enough to get someone’s attention.

A boy about four feet, two inches tall, wearing brown shirt and brown overalls answered the door. The boy looked at her strangely said. "Victoria, what brings you here?"

"May I see you mother, Jean-Pierre?" Victoria asked.

"Yes, Victoria." Jean-Pierre went back inside the doorway; Victoria heard him yell out something to his mother who was in another room."

Julie came to the door; she wore an ordinary yellow dress. "What brings you here?" She asked.

"Madam Julie. May I come inside? I will explain everything."

"Sure, hon."

Victoria stepped in the house; it was sixty-meters wide by forty meters in length. This place had a wooden table with a candle and fireplace for warmth and a bed in the opposite side of house.

"Julie." she said, opening her hands to present the three golden coins. "God would like you to have these."

Julie was surprised and asked. "Where did you get so much money, dear?"

"God provided them to me for a good deed I had done."

"These coins are enough for a year’s wages."

"Yes, I will be back to give you some more."

"Why would you give me more?"

"Our fathers are in Bourge for long time. Since we do not work for money, God is providing money for the mothers while they are gone."

"How long?"

"Two years."

"Two years?"

"Yes, Madam Julie." Victoria put her hands behind her back and rocked back and forth on her heels. "God is testing them for two years to see who they really serve, their wives, their work, or God."

"Thank you." She said in gratitude.

Jean-Pierre approached Victoria. "I got this for you." he smiled, pulling out from behind his back a flower which he handed to her.

"Thank you, Jean-Pierre." Victoria smelled the flower. "You are wonderful." She kissed him on the cheek. He blushed.

"Victoria, you better go back to the castle before the sun goes down."

"Oui, Madam."

Julie showed her to the door; she took the flower and put it in her hair. She had joy and whistled all the way back home.

Victoria, The next three go to Marie’s mother and then you can go to the Queen of France.

"Thank you, Lord." She whistled a little tune which was in her head.

~|------

Corrine was preparing something for herself and Victoria when Louis and Samantha came to the door and knocked.

She opened the door and was surprised to see a young female with Louis. "Hello, My Lady." he asked. "Is Victoria in?"

"I am sorry, Louis." Corrine told them. "Victoria went out for a while."

"Thank you, my lady." The young Spanish looking female said to her.

"Louis." Corrine asked curiously. "Who may I ask is this young lady?"

"Oh I am sorry, Lady Corrine." She said. "My name is Samantha of Austria."

"Anne’s daughter?" Corrine asked shocked.

"Yes, my lady, my mother’s name is Anne."

Corrine hadn’t seen Anne since they went back to Spain. "Is your mother here?" she asked.

"Yes." Louis said. "She is with, Mother. They are discussing something important."

"May I go see her?" Corrine asked.

"No, please be patient." Louis said. "She will be here shortly."

"Okay, I will be patient." she said. "Victoria is running around this castle somewhere, if she is not with Marie, then you will find her soon."

"Thank you, Lady Corrine."

They left and went down to Marie’s place. Corrine went back to work around her home again.

~|------

Victoria reached the castle gates again as the guard opened the gate, he asked. "You are going in and out lately?"

"Yes, sir." She explained. "I needed to give something to Madam Julie."

"Where are you headed now?"

"Marie’s house."

"Good luck."

"No luck, sir." Victoria paused. "Blessing."

"Okay, God Bless."

"Thank you, sir."

Victoria ran through the courtyard to the entrance hallway. She was so excited that she almost bumped into Anne. "Whoa, Victoria, What is the hurry?" Queen Marie asked.

"Your Maj--" Victoria almost forgot formalities with her. "Queen Marie." She bowed. "Sorry, I am coming back from Julie’s. I need to give Marie’s mother something and then I will see you."

Victoria, give the lady next to Queen Marie three coins.

Lord, do you not want these to go to Marie’s mother? Victoria prayed silently.

How many do you have left?

Three.

They will go to Marie’s mother. These three go to Anne, the lady next to Queen Marie.

Yes Lord.

"Victoria!" Queen Marie was saying.

She tugged on Anne’s beautiful Spanish dress. "Are you Anne Lionheart?"

"Yes, Hon, I am Anne."

"These are yours." Victoria sighed and held out three golden coins.

"My goodness child, where did you get so much?" Queen Marie asked.

"The Lord, My Queen." Victoria said.

"These coins are a year’s wages." Anne commented.

"Yes, Anne." Victoria explained. "It is enough to live on for as long as your husband is away."

"Victoria, My child, God has blessed you, what do you have for your mother?" Queen Marie asked.

"Ninety silver coins." Victoria answered.

"Ninety? About as much as six golden coins are worth." Anne said.

"Yes."

"We were about to go see Lady Corrine." Queen Marie commented.

"My mother?"

"Yes dear." Anne said. "Would you like to come along?"

"Yes, Madam."

Victoria needed to see Marie’s mother and her place was above hers, Corrine told her about Anne Lionheart. She was curious as to why Anne had seen Queen Marie before Corrine.

Victoria approached Queen Marie. "My Queen, Why did Anne see you first?"

As they walked, she explained everything. Victoria then understood. Soon, they came to Marie’s place. She knocked as she held the coins in her little hands.

Diana opened the door and asked in British-Scottish accent. "Victoria, Are ya here to see Marie?"

"No, Diana." Victoria sighed, "I came to see you."

Victoria looked up at Queen Marie. "Thank you for explaining everything. Tell Mama, ‘I will be back soon’." She walked over to Anne. "It is nice to have met you." She bowed.

"Victoria!" A voice came from above. Louis and Samantha ran down the stairs. "Your mother told us you were out."

Louie saw his mother saying, "Mother."

"Your Majesty." Samantha said as she bowed.

Victoria understood everything,

Diana didn’t know and became confused.

"Hello." Anne spoke up.

"What did she mean, Majesty?" Diana asked confused.

"She has permission. I would like to invite all the ladies to dinner tomorrow night. For now, Victoria has something for you." Queen Marie told her.

Victoria was nervous. "Here, Lady Diana." She gave the three coins to her. "Since Marie’s father is in Bourge. God has provided these golden coins for you."

"Thank ya, Victoria." Diana thanked her taking the coins and put them into a little pouch."

"God Bless." Victoria said. "I am sorry. Marie was late because of my encounter with an angel. Please do not be angry with her."

Diana bent down. "No Victoria, I am not angry at Marie for not being here, she explained everything."

"Where is she?" Samantha asked.

"She is here." Diana said.

~|------

Marie LeCoeur was Victoria’s dear and truest friend. She was in the house crying when Victoria came to the door. She didn’t know why? She wasn’t ready to play or do anything. She heard the voice outside. Was that Samantha?

Marie couldn’t help but listen. She was somewhat mad at Victoria until she gave the coins to her mother and she understood.

Marie approached the door. "Sorry, Victoria, after I got home, I did not know what Mother would do. I explained everything."

"Did you believe I would keep the coins for my own family?" Victoria asked.

"Yes, I thought you were going to be greedy. That many coins are enough for so many families."

"God has blessed everyone here. Even our mothers, God gave me those coins and I would not keep such coins for my family."

Marie wiped her eyes and smiled. "Victoria, how much did you give my mother?"

"It will be enough for the next year."

Marie was confused. Why so much? She thought.

"I told you after the angel encounter; it would be two years before our fathers’ return. God has blessed us with something to pay for food and supplies while our fathers are gone."

"Two years without Papa."

"Yes, Marie, two years, God is a great God for providing."

"Then," Marie sighed and smiled. "I am sorry for my behavior."

"You are forgiven, what are friends for?"

Marie knew Samantha, she said. "Your Ladyship."

"Hello, Marie." Samantha said. "Finally we meet."

"Yes."

Marie was happy to see everyone was together. "Mama, May I go."

"Yes dear, be home before sun down." Diana ordered.

"Yes, Mother." she agreed.

Marie went with them. They went down the steps. She noticed the flower in Victoria’s hair and asked curiously. "Where did you ever get such a beautiful flower?"

~|------

Corrine thought about Anne, how they met in Chameceaux before Ciel-Remi lived there. Anne was a Lady of Spain; her husband came to France as a calling from God. Stephan came from England and they met on the street while going shopping in the market. Anne and Corrine ran into each other one month before; while she took the evening stroll down into town. They became best of friends.

After Anne married Stephan they returned to Spain to live within the royalty of the castle. Anne heard from Prince Phillip, he told Anne about Bourge’s destruction. They decided to go back to France and live there again. They decided to go back to Spain after the marriage of King Phillip.

Someone knocked upon the door as Corrine wiped off her hands on her apron. She opened the door and Queen Marie and Anne stood waiting there. "Hello, My friend." Anne said charmed to see her friend again.

"Hello, Anne." Corrine hugged her. "It has been awhile."

"Yes, Corrine, it sure has."

Queen Marie interrupted. "You have a lot to catch up on." She smelled something in the residence and asked. "What smells so good?"

"I am making something to eat." Corrine told her.

"Would you like to bring some food with you to dinner tomorrow night, I have invited Lady Diana and Lady Anne; I would like you to come, as well."

"I would love to." Corrine said.

"Bring Victoria, as well." Queen Marie said.

"Yes, thank you."

"Are you going to invite Jean’s wife, Julie?" Anne asked. "Has she not seen Chaos?"

"What?" Corrine asked.

"Chaos took Julie for the week to get back at Ciel-Remi, but they were delayed."

"The Queen in Bourge is Chaos?" Queen Marie asked.

"Yes, Marie." Anne explained. "Julie’s disappearance was Chaos’ plan, she got angry and kidnapped Anne of Austria, after Stephan and I heard about Julie’s encounter with Chaos, We figured everything out. Chaos took control of Anne of Austria and she is trying to bring Paris to ruins. In other words, Chaos is trying to rule France with the help of King Phillip’s daughter, Anne of Austria."

Queen Marie put her hand to her mouth. "No! No wonder King Phillip is inquiring about Spanish rule."

"Yes." Anne continued. "Queen Marie, you need to make a treaty with Spanish-French rule, Anne will be Queen of France and God’s protection will be taken away."

"No matter what happens, the only way to keep this treaty is for Louis to marry in a Spanish female."

"My daughter is Spanish." Anne said.

"This will be Louis’ decision, like any mother, I must just raise my son to be a King of France." Queen Marie explained. "Well, I must get back to the castle, I still have more people to see."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Anne said.

"My Queen." Corrine bowed letting Anne inside.

They sat on the two wooden chairs near the door. Corrine asked. "Did your daughter find Victoria?"

"Yes, my lady." Anne said. "Victoria found us as we came up from the throne room."

"What was she doing?"

"Giving coins to Julie, Three golden coins"

"Golden?" She said shocked, "She gave me ninety silver coins. How did she get golden coins?"

"I do not know." Anne said. "She said ‘they came from God’."

"No wonder she took off with one silver coin. God knew Victoria would give offering and she would get more coins for everyone around who needed provided for."

Corrine smiled.

"You have trained your daughter in the ways of God. I am proud of you." Anne said, and then asked, "Why did she give those coins?"

"Thank you." Corrine said. "Victoria gave the coins as an offering. One Silver offering made ten golden coins."

"Three coins for every wife without a husband to provide."

"Exactly."

"Then we should pray and thank the Lord for the great blessing he has bestowed on us this day."

"Yes." She said, "You are right."

They prayed and thanked God for the blessing of the coins and safety over Ciel-Remi, Stephan and everyone else.

Be faithful, I will reward you greatly.

"Thank you, Lord." They both said simultaneously.

~|------

Ciel-Remi and Stephan walked into the house. Jean, Richard, and King Henry were sleeping.

He quietly whispered. "Should I wake them or do you want to wait an hour?"

Ciel-Remi watched him yawn, he whispered in reply. "Let us get some sleep before our encounter with Jean-Paul."

Ciel-Remi’s eyes were heavy. He had prayed all night for protection and he lay down on his quilted blanket on the ground. "Yes, My friend." he yawned. "We shall."

His eyes closed.

~|------

Victoria, Marie, Samantha and Prince Louis were playing together. Victoria simply answered Marie’s question. "Jean-Pierre gave me the flower."

She didn’t blush, nor was she embarrassed either. Everyone around her had something to say.

"Is Jean-Pierre, your loved one?" Samantha asked.

"No, God is."

That stopped everyone. Victoria simply told them. "I am too young to marry right now, I am married to God and love him dearly. God has blessed everyone here. He will not leave us or forsake us.

"Amen." Prince Louis said.

"You are royalty, Prince of France." Victoria began. "One day you will have a heavy barren to choose people you like and dislike. You will have to choose a wife to serve as your Queen."

"Louis bowed down to Samantha and took her hand. "You, my lady are my Queen." Victoria laughed and Samantha blushed.

"Oh, Louis." Her cheeks were pink, as she looked away saying. "Stop, I am not old enough to be Queen, I can be your Princess." She only played along.

Victoria again laughed and bowed. "Okay, Prince Louis and Princess Samantha."

This made Marie laugh, Louis and Samantha just couldn’t help except joined into the laughter. Everyone was laughing about the acting they did, (little did they know Samantha was Princess Anne of Austria, The next Queen of France.)

"You know." Victoria said. "You would make a perfect Romeo and Juliet."

"What about you a Jean-Pierre?" Samantha jested.

Victoria kept silent.

"What is the matter, do you not like Jean-Pierre?" Prince Louis teased.

"No matter, I like him or not, God will decide whom I am to marry, I just need to keep my eyes on God’s plan."

Victoria felt embarrassed in her heart. She didn’t show sign of it. She was strong and wasn’t going to let others get in the way of God’s plan.

"What shall we do?" Marie suggested. "It is about sunset and our mothers want us home."

Prince Louis yawned. "I am a bit sleepy. I best be going?"

"Where are you staying? Samantha." Victoria asked.

"In the castle with Prince Louis, My mother and I are guests of the court. Since King Henry is gone. My mother and I are staying with Queen Marie." Samantha explained. "Well, I better be going, as well. God bless."

"God bless you too." Victoria yelled.

"Do you think they could be married?" Marie asked.

"Yes." Victoria sighed, "I do."

"Good."

"Only, if the enemy does not try to force it away; like Jean-Paul did with Mama and Papa all those years ago."

"Yes, I overheard Anne tell the Queen. ‘Anne of Austria is to be Queen of France, but also was taken by Chaos, the Queen of Bourge’."

"Only God knows our future. Right now, we will find out what happened to our fathers."

"Yes." Marie sighed sadly. "Shall we pray for our fathers to come home safely?"

"Yes. We shall pray before going home."

They sat on the marble steps and prayed for their fathers to return home safely and no one to be harmed. They prayed for their mothers to be able to live without their husbands for such a long time and God testing them accordingly. Victoria prayed wisdom on her father as he went before Jean-Paul. They both said simultaneously "Amen."

"It is late, I must be going." Victoria said standing up. "We will be able to talk again tomorrow."

"Good night." Marie told her. "God bless you."

"God bless you, as well, my friend." Victoria said joyful ran up the steps.

Marie followed.

Victoria suddenly stopped. She looked to the orange sunset. Father, wherever you are, God be with you.

She continued up the steps until Marie went inside her residence. She continued more steps to her residence. She needed to get some sleep and entered. After they sat down and ate. Corrine saw her eyes were heavy. Corrine tucked her daughter into bed. "Good night, Mama." Victoria said before falling fast to sleep.

"Goodnight, Hon."

CIEL-REMI AWOKE at eight o’clock the next day. He rubbed his eyes and stood up. King Henry and Stephan were talking amongst themselves. He didn’t understand, why they didn’t wake him sooner? How it could be so late into the day and still be dark outside?

Ciel-Remi went outside, the grass was darken green, the house bricks were grayish-black and the city was black as night. He looked at the darken sky; there was no stars and no moon.

Ciel-Remi prayed. "Lord, last evening, the sun lit our way, why have we no sun or light in Bourge?"

Ciel-Remi, Jean-Paul has cast a spell on all of France, he turned it into darkness, no light, just darkness.

"What about Paris?" Ciel-Remi asked curtained.

My protection and my light are overshadowing Paris…Jean-Paul cannot cast a spell on Paris, Ciel-Remi quickly you must go to castle and confront Mephisto to turn France back to sunshine and give up the foolish takeover.

"Yes, Lord." Ciel-Remi acknowledged.

The dark sky even had the others worried. Ciel-Remi stepped back inside the house. Stephan approached. "Ciel-Remi, What is it?"

"It is nothing, my friend."

"We let you sleep a bit longer." Stephan said. "Except, it seems still early, what is this darkness?"

"It is a spell, Stephan."

King Henry approached Ciel-Remi. "You are awake, Sir Ciel-Remi."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Stephan being here was sure a surprise." King Henry said. "Richard and Jean awoke to find him here and you were asleep. Stephan woke and explained everything."

"Thank you, my friend."

"Did you have a peaceful night, Ciel-Remi?"

"Yes, Henry."

"Good." King Henry said. "Richard and Jean have left here, we will join them at the castle gates."

"Thank you."

King Henry laid his hand on Ciel-Remi’s shoulder. "What is with the darkness?" he asked politely.

"A spell cast over France." Ciel-Remi answered.

"Is it by Jean-Paul Mephisto?"

"Yes, Sir."

"What about Paris."

"It is protected like always."

"Good…this would scare some of the children."

"Yes, Henry." Ciel-Remi sighed. "Yes, it would."

King Henry, Stephan and Ciel-Remi headed down the hill toward the castle, trying their best to see through the darkened grass down the hill. Suddenly everyone stopped; Ciel-Remi could see Jean and Richard hiding amongst the brick houses.

"Why did we stop, Your Majesty?"

"Listen, Ciel-Remi."

Ciel-Remi looked; Jean-Paul was on a bridge of the castle. Ciel-Remi loathed the man. Jean-Paul started speaking, "The King and Queen have not responded to our demands, so I have placed a spell on all of France to make the King and Queen know…we will not wait no longer."

"My Queen…" Jean-Paul explained, a beautiful woman stepped into the light that did shine upon them, her beauty was fine and men would love to have her.

Only one thing, she does not fear the Lord.

"…Anne of Austria." Jean-Paul continued. "She will be next Queen of France and will bring peace to France. No more wars, no more murders or killings of any kind, she will be beautiful before her husband, King Louis, the thirteenth. As long as I live, this great country is in darkness and only one light will shine amongst us…The Angel of Light, Lucifer."

Ciel-Remi could only hear clapping of people, except no one stood on the cobblestone streets. Who made such a noise? From where did the yelling come? If only he understood God’s plans, then he would know.

"One day, France and this great world will be ours, Lucifer’s and mine!"

Yeah right, Jean-Paul, one day you will be defeated, God will be glorious and reign supreme. Every knee will bow to God even you, Mephisto Demon of Darkness and even Lucifer will be brought to the fall again.

"Now Rejoice, you people of France, Rejoice and be glad, For Peace is upon you. You will not have to fight battles; you will be a free nation willing to be independent of yourselves."

Where does he get so much information about the end times?

Ciel-Remi where do you get the information?

The Bible.

Yes, Ciel-Remi, He knows the Hebrew, but he twists it around.

When Satan tempted your Son, Jesus Christ in wilderness.

Yes, Ciel-Remi. Keep listening.

Yes, Lord. Thank you, Lord.

"One day, my master will be ‘god’, Lucifer will be ‘god’ and anyone who opposes him will be killed and brought down. One day, France will be in Peace. Darkness comes, the only thing that can uphold darkness is Light, May France be in darkness for a long time to come."

The cheering and noise started up again. Ciel-Remi closed his eyes and started praying in tongues. He saw much more. The realm was lighted with a light that shone brightly. Many creatures lined the streets, like people who stood before their King and Queen. As Jean-Paul continued, the yelling grew louder; Ciel-Remi couldn’t believe what he was hearing and seeing. Only God could show him such interesting things.

Ciel-Remi fell to his knees hard, kept praying in another language no one except God could understand. "I understand now, Lord, I understand now, my daughter and I are first of the Spiritual Warriors to fight these creatures." Ciel-Remi kept praying.

Ciel-Remi watched his friends, who were near the demons; they couldn’t see these creatures. He decided to look up and instead of seeing a man in Armor leading others; he saw a shadow figure with white dragon armor, black fingernails and red glowing eyes.

Next to him was a woman about Anne’s height, she wasn’t pretty, she wore a white dress and red eyes, and her hair was that of snakes, purple or black snakes. Ciel-Remi knew her to be like Medusa, a goddess of Greece who turned people into stone.

Standing on the right and the left were two other women, one looked gorgeous with a pink top, Ciel-Remi almost couldn’t watch, or lust would come in his heart, her clothes on places which God had made for marriage only, but the clothes were see through. The other woman stood in the shadows and he could understand why, because she wore nothing.

Ciel-Remi turned his head; standing to the right of Mephisto was a snake looking creature with green arms and battle armor. Next to him a stronger man with red skin and gray suited armor. He couldn’t see anyone else. Ciel-Remi right then remembered fighting the one who had two heads and defeating it. Ciel-Remi wondered if he was going to have fought these other demons, as well.

Jean put his hand on Ciel-Remi’s shoulder. "My friend, at what is you looking? From where is the noise coming?"

"The spiritual realm, my friend." Ciel-Remi said "No wonder last night we could feel an evil presence around Bourge, demons in the Spiritual Realm are lining the streets and venturing around."

"Do you believe Jean-Paul was alone when we encountered the evil presence at LeChat Mansion?" Jean asked.

"No, I believe Jean-Paul cannot cast a spell on anyone, he had demons to help find the right people."

"Yes."

"Jean, there are more creatures than we thought; God showed me two ladies next to the Queen and two demons next to Jean-Paul."

"You understand now, what I said about the imprisonment of Jean-Paul Borjour." Stephan told Ciel-Remi from behind him.

King Henry and Richard stood near Ciel-Remi. Ciel-Remi was a bit confused. "Why are we here?"

"To talk to Jean-Paul and Chaos about France’s rule." King Henry said.

"Yes…" Ciel-Remi sighed. "If we go in there, we will not be going home for awhile."

"Ya, Me friend." Richard said, "I dunno know what Jean-Paul will do but we should at least try."

"Ciel-Remi." King Henry said. "God knows why he sent us. God knows how long we will be here. God knows who is going home to their wives. But I do not doubt God’s plan is not correct. We are going into the castle to talk with Jean-Paul Borjour."

"God has chosen you, Ciel-Remi, you are my voice for France, like Moses had Aaron, You will be my voice. Are you ready?"

"Yes…" Ciel-Remi looked down and silently prayed. "Lord, Please keep my family and everyone else’s safe and provided for. You chose me to complete this task, I will do only your works, oh Lord my God. In the name of your Son, Jesus Christ, Amen."

Ciel-Remi boldly stood up, "Your Majesty, I am ready."

"Jean-Paul ended his speech to the ‘so-called’ people of France a bit ago---"

"---What? The speech to the minions of hell saying one day France will be at peace." Ciel-Remi started laughing. "You know, Jean and Richard, you were standing right next to them."

"Yes, Ciel-Remi. We could feel the evil presence." Jean said.

King Henry continued. "We need to ask the Guard to let us see Jean-Paul and Chaos." He turned to Stephan. "We are glad you are here. If Anne, King Phillip’s daughter is here, Stephan would be best to see through her motives."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Stephan said.

Ciel-Remi told King Henry, "Lead the way, God will direct us to Jean-Paul, and then I will be God’s voice to him."

Everyone headed down the hill toward to the castle’s guard.

~|------

Stephan Lionheart was born in England. Anne being the Countessa to King Phillip, they only could stay to rule in Spain. They served God for much of their lives. Stephan and Anne married into royalty through King Phillip.

Stephan knew Chaos had Samantha in her grasp to help get royalty together and reign France. Stephan had to see his daughter again.

Stephan wondered why Samantha would run away from Spain to join with a man of evil intent. Or was she taken through the will of Chaos? Stephan kept his strength up as they started toward the guard.

The guard stood like a statue near the gate. The guard looked like a man who could have survived the destruction many years ago. Stephan didn’t know whether or not he was dead. He only stood there alive as a body as a demon guard or was he a human guard. Stephan followed close to King Henry and Ciel-Remi.

"King Henry of Paris France to see the Great and powerful Jean-Paul Borjour Mephisto." King Henry announced.

He looked a bit up and yelled. "Open the gate!" The guard warned him. "Your Majesty, Please do be careful."

The rusty gates opened, they were as thick as rusted bars and they went up slowly. King Henry laid a hand on the guard’s shoulder. "Thank you, you will be rewarded."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The guard said, going back to his pose.

As they entered, Stephan approached King Henry. "He did not seem evil or corrupt, Your Majesty."

"Yes, Stephan." King Henry explained. "That is the reason I approached him."

They went forward into the courtyard, everything looked different, and the walls were grayish-white and black as night. King Henry saw another guard near the door to the castle, Stephan stayed back as they approached.

Stephan had a gut feeling about this guard. King Henry just repeated what he had said before. "King Henry of Paris France to see the Great and powerful Jean-Paul Mephisto." Stephan understood, the king knew the man at the gate wasn’t on Mephisto’s side and took him to Jean-Paul Borjour. The King knew this time to whom he needed to talk.

"The guard looked up at them. He said. "You wait here, I will let Jean-Paul know you are here."

"Thank you."

An evil grin came over his face as he left and went into the castle.

"Why did you not go with him?" Ciel-Remi asked.

"Ciel-Remi, We must stay calm and not alert someone else of our presence."

"Oh…" Ciel-Remi scratched his head in confusion.

Stephan looked up as he waited. Chaos was on the balcony or walls of the castle; she was looking around for intruders.

Suddenly Chaos disappeared. Stephen didn’t like Chaos having his daughter.

"God keep her safe." he prayed.

~|------

Jean-Paul Borjour sat on his throne stroking his beard. Chaos came into the castle. "My love, I have felt the presence of Samantha’s father in the castle."

"What do you mean? He is in Austria, Is he not?" Jean-Paul asked.

"Samantha’s Mother, Anne Lionheart has friends in Paris." Chaos told him.

"My darling, do not worry, I have everything under control."

"I am going to check everything out."

"Yes, My dear." He said stroking his mustache.

Someone knocked upon the door. "Come in!" He yelled.

A guard entered, "My lord, King Henry and his friends are here to see you."

"Friends?"

"Ciel-Remi Lebejioux, Jean Douvicioux, Richard LeCoeur---" Jean-Paul picked up the cup. He gave an evil grin. He took a sip as the guard had finished saying. "---And Stephan Lionheart."

Jean-Paul almost choked. He spit out his drink all over the guard’s uniform. "Did you say Stephan Lionheart?" Jean-Paul asked.

"Yes, Sir." The guard said.

So, Samantha’s father is here in my castle.

"What should I do?" The guard asked interrupting his thoughts.

"Send them up; King Henry must have an explanation for coming from Paris."

"What about Stephan?"

"Stephan will come as well, soon his friends will find out." Jean-Paul laughed.

They guard laughed also leaving the room. "Jean-Paul pointed the glass toward Heaven. "God you are sending people to tell me to stop my reign over Paris. Oh I have France, but Paris, I would like to have Paris and one day I will have Paris!"

~|------

Chaos had control of Samantha since she found out that Anne was heir to the throne. Chaos wanted France, not Spanish rule. Chaos told the child during a dream, she would be Queen of France only after she gave away something in return.

The lonely lady was amazed and Chaos had taken her from home, shortly after awhile in Bourge, Samantha was starting to doubt what the woman said was true. "My father, Stephan Lionheart is in the castle and oh how I long to be reunited. Father, please get me out of here," She was anxious to see her mother and father again. She was raised in royalty. Chaos told Samantha ‘she could claim the throne from Anne of Austria’. Samantha started to have pride in her heart. She came to Bourge where Chaos tricked her.

"One day, I will take what is rightfully mine. My mother and father will see the person they have raised and weep at joy for what I have given for this God forsaken land."

Samantha was about six years old when Chaos tricked her in to coming to Bourge, she felt twice that age. "I have to confront him, before Chaos stops me from being with my father."

Chaos laughed, "Good Girl, Run to daddy! You will find out soon enough."

~|------

Ciel-Remi waited for the guard, he approached King Henry and announced, "My master will see you now."

King Henry thanked him and started up the steps. Ciel-Remi closed his eyes as they walked passed the guard. Ciel-Remi could see a human with red eyes staring back at him. He opened his eyes and moved forward through the castle’s interior. He couldn’t believe how much black and white was throughout the castle.

Ciel-Remi walked up the steps toward the throne room, Chaos stood near the doorway waiting, her arms folded leaning against the wall. She grinned at Stephan approaching close behind Richard. Stephan saw Chaos, her angry look toward him. "Hello, Stephan."

Ciel-Remi felt a betrayal in her voice. Stephan eyes were hurting. "What is the meaning of such anger?" He asked.

"Have you come to claim your daughter, Samantha Lionheart from Jean-Paul and me?

Ciel-Remi was confused.

Samantha Lionheart is the daughter about which Chaos is speaking, ask Stephan. King Phillip’s daughter Anne is in Paris.

"Can this be true? Stephan, your daughter is in Bourge?"

"Go ahead, Stephan, tell them the truth." Chaos said.

Ciel-Remi looked at Stephan, everyone else wanted to know what was going on. He watched Stephan fall to the ground. He started crying, "She has my daughter."

Ciel-Remi walked over to his friend, "You have spoken the truth. Samantha is here, not in Paris."

"Yes." Stephan wiped his eyes, "Samantha disappeared about two years ago. We suspected Jean-Paul and Chaos were behind it. After we learned about Julie’s encounter with Chaos, then we knew for sure."

"After Samantha disappeared, King Phillip asked us to take Anne to France (so no one knew about her). The girl in Paris is Anne of Austria, Samantha is in Bourge."

"Anne is trying to claim the throne! No! Samantha will be the Queen of France." said an angry Chaos.

"What makes you believe I will let her marry my son, Louis the thirteenth?" Henry angrily asked.

"Oh! King Henry." Chaos walked up seductively, "You will not be around to say whether or not Spanish rule comes. I will deceive your wife into giving into Spanish rule, then force her into exile."

Ciel-Remi didn’t believe anything besides what he was given to believe; Samantha was in Bourge.

"Do you believe you can claim the throne through deception?" Ciel-Remi started to ask. "God gave women to love and cherish a man, also to be a helper. Only God can do these things. Chaos you are playing to be a god yourself. To take the love from another is deception."

"What do you know about deception?" Chaos asked.

"Corrine and I have loved each other for a long time. But someone else decided to deceive us. God could not allow a marriage that was not Christ’s to take place. This is the reason Jean-Paul was banished from Paris and God put protection to rule over the city today."

Ciel-Remi watched Chaos move around. "You are trying to take Samantha back, to win her soul back to God. I have it now; no one will take it away." Chaos told him.

"You only think you have Samantha. I know Chaos! She does not believe everything you have told her!" Stephan yelled angrily.

"No, Stephan! She can get me the one thing, which you could not give. She will help me get the throne of France."

"God gave us free will to choose what to do with our lives. Grace is satisfying for me." Ciel-Remi said. "Chaos! Your time will come; Samantha will be able to have a free will once more."

"Chaos, She has a way to fight you. You have even lied to her. I love my daughter. And if any one of the Prince’s loved her, I would gladly give her over in marriage." Stephan proclaimed.

"Louis the thirteenth, Prince of France." Chaos said stubbornly.

"You are deceived, If Louis does not find Samantha compatible to marry, and then Anne will have the throne." Stephan announced.

"No…Stephan! Jean-Paul has helped her see herself as Queen, now she will have the throne of France." Chaos pointed her finger at King Henry. "With or without your law in France, King Henry."

Ciel-Remi approached Stephan, "My friend." He said. "Chaos is a demon, she will not listen to our words, and if she has Samantha, we will find her."

"By then…" he sighed, "…It may be too late."

Ciel-Remi laid his hand on Stephan’s shoulder, "With God it is never too late."

"Maybe you are right, let us go see Jean-Paul. Maybe we can help out later." Stephan said.

Chaos only ran toward the throne room as they entered the hallway.

"Stephan of Spain," King Henry began saying. "God will free your daughter in time, we have a mission for God, family debates are only going to get us killed."

"Yes." Stephan said sadly. "Your Majesty."

They entered a room with everything around them, with much black and white around them. They couldn’t tell what the items were.

The door to the big throne room stood in front of them. "Are we ready?" asked King Henry.

"Yes." Everyone said simultaneously.

Ciel-Remi prayed, "Lord, Please give me words to speak to my adversary, Jean-Paul Borjour."

"Are you ready, Ciel-Remi?" King Henry asked.

"Yes, My King."

King Henry helped open the door to dark and lonely looking throne room. Ciel-Remi had a bad feeling. They were not going to see their families for a long time, and he was always correct.

~|------

Jean-Paul Borjour waited anxiously to see Ciel-Remi and Stephan Lionheart. Jean-Paul hated Ciel-Remi and his God, because of him; Jean-Paul had been away from his job in Paris and lost everything. Jean-Paul wasn’t about to let Ciel-Remi get away without hurting him.

Jean-Paul waited as Samantha ran into the room. She was stirred by something. "My dear, what is it?"

"My father is here."

"Stephan Lionheart? You belong here. We will send you home to Anne and Samantha, well if they call her ‘Samantha’."

"Yes, Step-father."

"What are you going to do with Ciel-Remi, King Henry and their friends?"

"Oh, do not worry. My dear, I have plans for them. I have waited so many years for Ciel-Remi to pay his dues."

"Like what?"

"Imprisonment or death? Oh, I have waited to destroy the one thing that came between my taking over France. Now I have it right at my fingertips."

Jean-Paul laughed.

The door opened slowly and with a creaking sound, Jean-Paul’s attention was toward the door. Even though the place was dark, he saw figures coming toward him.

Jean-Paul stood up and held out his hands. "Ah! King Henry what brings you all this way?" he asked.

"We have message from Queen Marie and God."

"What does God want with me now?" Jean-Paul asked.

"My friend and guardian will be the one to speak for France and God."

"Oh, Ciel-Remi…The traitor."

Jean-Paul approached Ciel-Remi. "You know, I had everything, I could ever want until the day, you and Corrine destroyed it. I have my prize, a six-year-old daughter of Stephan’s. One day, I will have what belongs to me in the first place, Paris."

"One day? You are in dream world, Mephisto. France will never belong to you…Samantha, maybe…but not you." Ciel-Remi said angrily.

"Samantha Lionheart or Anne of Austria."

"Leave my daughter and King Phillip’s daughter, out of this." Stephan told Jean-Paul.

"God will give Samantha Lionheart the throne, if God has chosen Samantha to have it. Or else the throne belongs to Anne of Austria, the daughter of King Phillip and rightful princess of Spain."

Jean-Paul knew Chaos wouldn’t give up Samantha right away, "The throne will Samantha’s, no matter what." Jean-Paul taunted. "Now, I am busy man. What is this message?"

"God the Father says. Queen Marie agrees with God." Ciel-Remi explained, Jean-Paul sat back and listened. "Let go your siege on Paris France. I have protected Paris and banished you from there to bring peace. I am God, stop your foolish conquest to be god and let them, who are in Me, remain free in Me. Your deception and lies will not get you anywhere. You believe you can be god and Father of this nation. Jean-Paul Borjour fight Mephisto. Mephisto your time will come, the day of victory will be at hand. Says the Lord."

Ciel-Remi took a breath. "You have harmed many already, it is time to let go of your pride and anger for the past and believe in Me, your God, your Father and Lord Jesus Christ. Jean-Paul Borjour, you have done wrong in My eyes. I have already forgiven you. Let go of your pride, let go of the demon imprisonment. The only way is to defeat the battle inside you. Defeat Mephisto, break free from this broken vessel and give your life to Me, who has already forgiven you."

"I know all, I can do all possible things. I know your heart, hard and bitter toward people. I know your heart is so hard, enough not to listen to Me."

Ciel-Remi took another breath. Jean-Paul wasn’t amazed. Who does this God think he is, trying to forgive me?

"Oh, Jean-Paul defeat Mephisto or die in sins of corruption and your fleshy sins. Samantha, bring down your pride. I will promise you much. Your sins are much and I have forgiven you, your father, and everyone else in the family. Please your heart is not ready for this corruption, Chaos has tricked you. It is time to return home, I promise you good and wonderful things. Stay here and be destroyed."

Jean-Paul hated every word Ciel-Remi was saying, Jean-Paul could only listen, but nothing pierced him. He looked at Samantha, She wept bitterly. "Now, Now, They are lying, God promises good things. Does he promise you the ‘throne of France’?"

Samantha looked up, tears ran down her face, Jean-Paul wiped them away, He pointed his finger, and he circled around it into a glowing bubble showing the streets of Paris. In the bubble, it showed; Victoria walking with Anne, they were talking about something. Samantha watched Anne’s movement and grace. She became overwhelmed to see Anne.

"Do you know what Victoria is asking, my dear?" Jean-Paul asked.

"No, Tell me."

Jean-Paul deceived Samantha. The bubble came to life with their voices.

~|------

Victoria walked down the street with Anne of Austria, Victoria asked. "Where is Samantha, Anne?"

"What do you mean, Victoria?" She asked.

"God showed me in a dream, you are Anne of Austria."

"Sorry, Victoria, I did not want people to know." Anne said. "Yes, I am Anne of Austria."

"Do you like Louis?"

"My feelings for Louis are just a kid’s friendship. We are not old enough."

"French marry French, Spanish marry Spanish."

"Yes," Anne sighed. "Samantha deserves the throne anyways"

"Samantha?"

"I belong to Spain, Samantha is more French than Spanish."

"Where is Samantha?"

"We do not know. She ran away from home."

"When did this happen?"

"After my father decided I was to be Queen."

"Is she jealous?"

"Yes, Victoria."

"Thank you, Anne. I will not let anyone know who you really are."

"My mother and Queen Marie are the only ones who know."

"Does Louis know?" Victoria asked.

"No." Anne told Victoria. "Louis must not know who is Samantha and who is Anne until we are older."

Victoria and Anne walked further down the road. "Where do you believe Samantha could have gone?" She asked again.

"My father and I did not know until Stephan and Anne Lionheart asked to take care of me. I do not know where Samantha went."

"After what you told me, Chaos was alive before Samantha was born, She helped kidnap Jean-Pierre’s mother, Julie."

"Samantha must come home or give up her selfish ways."

"I agree."

Victoria and Anne hugged each other.

~|------

Jean-Paul deceived Samantha in a different way; he made Samantha believe Anne deserved the throne. She would be totally left out. He made her believe everything was a lie.

Jean-Paul mostly succeeded. Samantha turned to him saying. "My catholic background tells me God is not liar. Anne believes herself to be Queen. Chaos! You have lied. You have told me I have claimed the throne. You are a liar. I have a life to live. My father and his friends are right."

A woman entered the throne room. She was full of grace and beauty. Renee, Chaos imprisoned was born in Spain. Jean-Paul and Renee fell in love and married. Chaos on request of Mephisto imprisoned Jean-Paul’s wife. Renee had one daughter, but none of them were royalty, she took Samantha instead. She was a sorceress with the power of Chaos.

Jean-Paul stood and gave her a kiss. "Samantha was like our child, you did not believe in her faith, so she came to us."