CHARACTERS IN SCENE:
ARMENIA/ARTHUR: Princess of Medi, disguised as a servant of Albion. Trying to destroy her father, so she can take over the kingdom over her younger brother.
ATTENDANT 3: Servant of King Medi.
WILSON: An independent investigator from France, there to find out if Medi has been working against the Kingdom of Albion.
King Medi’s Palace
Enter Armenia, Attendant 3, Wilson
Wilson: Come. Stand here attendant. These questions shall only hold you for short.
Armenia: Or for long depending on the honesty of thine answers. Shall be your choice when you leave.
Attendant 3: I have nothing much to say I am much afraid sir.
Wilson: Then it shall be short. You are the main attendant, is that not true?
Attendant 3: That is your question?
Armenia: That is his first question.
Attendant 3: I am main errand boy for Prince. Dealing with the Prince’s personal dealership for the King. That is all.
Wilson: You only work with Prince?
Attendant 3: Aye sir.
Armenia: But in doing so you work for King?
Attendant 3: The King is my master, yes. As he is all of our masters apart from you sir.
Wilson: Arthur and Lia be not under his mastery either. Tis not me alone. We divert from questions; we shall proceed. How long have you been in his majesties service?
Attendant 3: Many a year of three and hundred.
Wilson: You do not look of that age to have worked so long.
Attendant 3: That is how long my crest hath worked for regals.
Armenia: Moiseur Wilson asked you not of your family, but yourself.
Wilson: You are worth more than just the name you have been grouped.
Attendant 3: Is that how it works in your home sir?
Wilson: In the right world it would be so. Much trouble can come from wrong titles. Now again, how long have you been in his majesties service?
Attendant 3: Life sir. Ten and three: my age begin work.
Wilson: You have always been under service of Medi’s Prince?
Attendant 3: I have had many jobs; most recent for many years has been with Prince.
Wilson: Occupations of many is a factor which we must act ‘pon. What others have there been?
Attendant 3: Boy servant is majority in different sectors.
Armenia: In which sector did you fourth put your foot?
Attendant 3: Fourth?—Why fourth?
Armenia: Number is not important, merely answer.
Attendant 3: Fourth was—Fourth was—The servant of post.
Wilson: For the palace?
Attendant 3: Yes. For Medi’s Palace.
Armenia: You sent letters for King? Or did you ‘never do this’ ‘cause King never sent letters? A factor you must announce for.
Attendant 3: No. I sent letters for King. I did so many a time.
Wilson: Do you remember where the King sent his letters unto?
Attendant 3: Friends. Albion, France and many more.
Armenia: What other words were uttered to the people of these lands? Were there any that could stab in hearts? The truth must be said for Independent to receive right conclusions. We would not want report to be untruthful now would we young attendant? Come! Speak to Wilson; tell him the secrets your eyes tell are true. Shall be closer to the end then we think if someone were to give truth of matters instead of whispers through air. Is that not so Moiseur?
Wilson: Tis true, though words would not be as long as Arthur doth profess. Tell the truth and it shall help.
Armenia: Tell lies and they shall forever burn ‘pon your tongue.
Attendant 3: My Mother feels wrong in lies of old.
Armenia: Your family yet again.
Wilson: You must not let yourself be grouped by words of old. Let your life now be the key to the heart. Destiny comes from inside of you, not from the ground on which you walk.
Attendant 3: That is not what Medi has taught us.
Armenia: What was that you utter?
Attendant 3: I said no words. No words come from my cheeks. I seek only to be loyal to my King—and to you sir. Promise to the independent sir, I am not a true liar.
Wilson: Attendant, has the King ordered you all not to tell of the truth?
Attendant 3: My King would never bully or cut us down, it would be beneath him.
Armenia: Yet he admits to finding fun in your pain. A person who will not bully, does that ring bells from soft peaks?
Wilson: Be calm. You must stay calm and answer my questions.
Attendant 3: I cannot.
Wilson: You can.
Armenia: You will.
Attendant 3: I cannot. It would be wrong to speaketh in the manner which my thoughts possess. I am fool, I am family, and I am pauper.
Wilson: You are not. You are man. Man does wrong but wrongs that can be righted if only the truth was uttered.
Armenia: Utter truth and it shall save a life. Utter lies and kill a wife. Wife dies ‘cause servant son holds his tongue.
Attendant 3: No!
Armenia: Yes.
Attendant 3: It cannot be so.
Armenia: It can be so.
Attendant 3: Medi promised he would not harm Mother if I did as he said.
Wilson: And what did he say?
Attendant 3: Nothing. The words he said were false. Joke, frivolity.
Armenia: As are the words in this room. Speak to my master attendant.
Attendant 3: The letters—blackmail—I cannot tell. Letters so cruel of speech that I dare not recall. Money flows into houses— Nothin’ else. It is tale.
Armenia: Speak again.
Wilson: Enough Arthur, the boy is most upset by this situation. We shall get no more answers from you ‘til tomorrow, after calmness comes back into both servant of Albion and Medi. Go attendant, relax.
Attendant 3: Promise sir, my master must not know of the words I speak.
Wilson: Anonymity shall be kept. Now go.
[Exit Attendant 3]
Armenia: He is hiding something.
Wilson: Tis true, but no more words can come ‘cause of loyalty or fear, I do not yet know which.
Armenia: It is quite clear it is fear.
Wilson: The full picture is not painted yet Arthur, I cannot judge afore truth comes to me. Nevertheless, we shall not tell Medi of attendant’s words; it may be damaging to our Enquiry. Come, to the study for next plan. We must plan or sights will not be seen when needed.
Armenia: I shall meet you there. I must go see if the Princess is safe or no.
Wilson: Then, meet we shall.
[Exeunt]
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