Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Eleven, Part Six (The End of Book One)

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Eleven, Part Six


Jonathan took the stick from Sammy’s mouth and threw it down the path towards the forest, with his faithful friend eagerly running after it.  No sooner had Sammy picked up the stick, then he ran off on another wild goose chase, no doubt after picking up the scent of a long gone rabbit.  Jonathan knew in his bones that he was back in Hampton, Ohio on the Spencer Family Farm – it just felt right.

Taking one long glance down the path towards the dense woods at the end of the cornfield, Jonathan saw two crows circling overhead.  The forest can wait another day now, thought Jonathan, as he turned to head back to the house.  Besides, he still wasn’t convinced that he wouldn’t discover a world of bandits and riders, and castles and kings, had he continued on down the path towards the forest.  Some things you can never be too sure about, and sometimes it’s better not to confront the faded memories of distant dreams, lest they turn out to be real after all.

Jonathan and Sammy returned along the path towards the farmhouse, and observed that everything was as it should have been.  The back door to the house was open and the screen door allowed the warm summer breeze to flow through the house. Jonathan couldn’t see his parents as he approached the back door, but as he got closer to the kitchen he couldn’t help but notice the wonderful scent that floated out through the screen door – freshly baked chocolate chip cookies!

Pausing for a moment to savor the smell, Jonathan realized his mother had been hard at work in the kitchen baking his favorite cookies.  He wondered how he would begin to tell his parents about his adventures that day, explaining to them why he had been gone so long.  It was in that moment he decided it’s better off if they didn’t know the whole story, for this was an adventure he realized that was better kept to himself.  After all, his mother would be worried about nothing at all.

The simple truth was that he had been on an adventure all day, he’d tell them, and lost track of the time – something he was known to do anyway.  If his mother noticed the bump on the back of his head he would explain it easily enough, that Sammy had knocked him off balance and he fell, no big deal.  As for King Dijia, Arrydor, riders and bandits, he would keep those stories to himself, and of course share them with his friends!

No reason to upset his mother, he thought, and with that Jonathan climbed the porch steps and opened the screen door – Jonathan was home.

(The End of Book One)


Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Eleven, Part Five

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Eleven, Part Five


In the fog of his confusion, Jonathan struggled to come to his senses, but his dreams weren’t ready to release him yet.  He felt stuck in the netherworld between dreams and reality, not being able to fully grasp what was going on around him.  Finally, he gave up fighting for consciousness, surrendering himself to the dreams still clinging to his mind.  Jonathan’s head fell back onto the dusty, hardpack earth surrounded by tall, wild grasses, while his mind retreated into the misty darkness of the netherworld.

Sammy flung himself onto Jonathan’s chest and began to lick his face from top to bottom, which slowly began to revive and return him to consciousness.  Jonathan couldn’t perceive his current surroundings, fearing that he may have been thrown on the roadside for dead by bandits escaping from Castle Penmaryll.  All of this effort to complete the quest only to be thrown on the roadside for dead, thought Jonathan. What of King Dijia?  Are they holding Dijia for ransom, or have they harmed him in some way?  Jonathan’s head was swimming in circles from the blow, and Sammy was only confusing him more with his smothering washcloth actions to his face.

Very slow and carefully, and with great effort, Jonathan rolled onto his side and propped himself up on his elbow, trying to see past the face-full of dog standing over him that was Sammy.  He squinted into a setting sun as he took a moment to look past Sammy and take in his surroundings.  Jonathan realized he was lying on a dirt path in tall grass with his beloved Sammy standing over him – while trying to shade his eyes from the sun with his other hand – surrounded by corn stalks.

The effort was too much for him as he saw stars and his head felt dizzy, so he put his head back down and closed his eyes, thinking about what was happening.  Corn stalks, thought Jonathan, he hadn’t seen a single cornfield in all his time in Myllanthar.  Why would bandits throw him into a cornfield?  It didn’t make any sense…

After taking a moment to clear his head, Jonathan sat up and began scratching Sammy behind his ears as his faithful friend stood directly in front of him.  Catching a glimpse of his surrounds to the left and right of Sammy, Jonathan realized that he wasn’t in Myllanthar at all – he was back in Ohio!  The cornfields were as they’d always been, and the path he was sitting on was where Sammy had come running through the tall grass to ambush him that morning.  His knife and backpack lay beside him as well, thrown free in the collision.

There hadn’t been a fox after all, and the hard earth must have caused the terrible blow to the back of his head that he was still smarting from with every pulse of blood surging through it.  The sun was beginning to set to the west, which meant he must have spent most of the day unconscious here in the tall grass beside the cornfield after hitting his head!

Slowly, Jonathan stood up and steadied himself on his feet, taking a good, long look around him.  Everything was as it always was – there was no castle, no bandits or riders, and Arrydor and King Dijia were nowhere to be seen – there was only Sammy, clutching a stick in his mouth and jumping up at his waist.  In that moment, Jonathan realized it was enough, for he was home…

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Eleven, Part Four

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Eleven, Part Four


Jonathan appreciated everyone’s kind words, but in his heart he knew he might never find his way home again.  How could one undertake a journey without first knowing the direction to go?  Arrydor said home was essentially in his heart, and that his heart would know the way, but how was his heart to take him home? Jonathan didn’t understand, and perhaps it was just that he was only eight years old – all he knew was he was in Myllanthar and wanted to be home in Ohio.

Perhaps his heart did know the way home, thought Jonathan, although he had no idea how it could possibly take him from one world to another.  Maybe Arrydor, Sylth and Miylla were right, in that we travel through our dreams.  Reality proves otherwise, though, thought Jonathan – for he always woke up in the very place he went to sleep the night before.  How was traveling in one’s dreams to ever work?

Jonathan’s bed was home in his room on the Spencer Family Farm in Hampton, Ohio, which was literally a world away from where he was now.  It was too much for him to think about at the moment, and he simply resigned himself to never going home again – or seeing his parents, friends, Trooper his dog, or even his favorite cow, Lucy.

Jonathan and Sammy went for another walk through the Palace Gardens, giving Sammy a chance to fetch sticks and work off some of his pent up energy after spending most of the day in the Palace Library.  Jonathan remembered the note Arrydor had given him, asking him at the time to read it during a quiet time in the coming days.  The note was written on yellowed parchment paper and sealed with a wax seal, which looked too nice to break open.  He decided to save the note for later and put it back into his pocket.  They sun was beginning to set, and Jonathan thought about the day’s events and pondered what it all meant.

That evening Jonathan had trouble falling asleep, finding it impossible to quiet his mind having resigned himself to spending the rest of his life in Myllanthar.  Not that he minded being in Castle Penmaryll or the Kingdom of Pengarth – or the fact that he was a Knight of Pengarth after being Knighted by King Dijia – but because he simply missed his home and family.  His mind and thoughts were occupied with the images of what his life might have been like had he stayed in Ohio.  All he and Sammy ever wanted to do was go on an adventure – was it his fault they ended up in Myllanthar?  Jonathan’s mind raced ahead of him into the night trying to find an answer for the predicament they were in, but there was none to be found.

Sammy slept restlessly beside Jonathan as well, twitching his neck and legs every now and then, clearly dreaming about chasing something or being chased.  Finally, Jonathan drifted off into a very deep and troubled sleep, leaving him damp from sweat and uncomfortably restless inside, causing him to wake up a number of times in the night.  Falling back asleep again, Jonathan ventured into a dark cloud of troubled dreams.  The shrill cry of a crow startled him to his senses, and he instinctively reacted defensively in the night to protect himself – fearing another attack from the aggressive black birds in the trees high above him.

The light of the sun was blinding as he tried to open his eyes from their deep slumber, frantically attempting to locate his attacker.  Jonathan at once moved his arms to block the attack from above, while at the same time wondering how he had slept well into the day – as his mind desperately tried to wake up and come to his senses.  He was lost in the fog of an unfinished dream, while not being fully awake either – caught in limbo – a vulnerable and defenseless state between sleep and wakefulness.  Jonathan’s head was in a mist and felt like he had been struck from behind, unaware of this unseen attack in the night by bandits seeking revenge…

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Eleven, Part Three

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Eleven, Part Three


Jonathan couldn’t help but be impressed by Castle Penmaryll’s beautiful library – with its cathedral-like stonework, tall ceilings, carved beams, and walls of bookcases filled with ancient, leather-bound volumes.  Arrydor, Sylth and Miylla had been combing the historic texts all day, looking for even the smallest possible clues that might lead them to understand the process of traveling between worlds, so that he and Sammy could find their way back home to Ohio.

Sammy had been waiting very patiently for most of the day, but every now and then the two of them needed to stretch their legs and go out for a walk, before returning again to the library to see if there were any new updates.  This time as they returned to the library the search looked to be finished, as Sylth was putting away the remaining volumes set out on the table back into the bookshelves.  Arrydor motioned for Jonathan to take a seat across the long oak table from him, while Miylla sat beside Jonathan, and Sylth remained standing beside Arrydor.

“We’ve searched the ancient writings all day for clues, Jonathan,” began Arrydor. “The three of us have discussed all we know about Seerlyth Cullyan or the Veil of Separation, that took place in the Year 3287.  Essentially, Seerlyth Cullyan was a time and space shift due to the convergence of counter-rotating waves or ripples in the fabric of time.  These time waves seem to be held together and joined in place like the opposite polarity of magnets, attracted to each other by the force of their counter-rotating time phasing.  Imagine two windstorms coming together – but never joining – spinning beside each other with counter-rotating winds.”

Arrydor continued, “Somehow, you and Sammy crossed through the time and space shift between ‘wind storms’ as it were, and arrived here in our world of Myllanthar from Ohio.  Sammy has made the journey three times, which shows us that successful transitions between worlds on multiple occasions is clearly possible. We’ve never known of someone from Myllanthar who crossed over the Boundary Waters and returned here again, despite the tales of all those who have gone missing while in the Wilderness of Nyllaythel at the River Rhayden – also known to you as Stony Creek.  These lost souls have never again returned to Myllanthar.  Only Sammy has traversed the time and space shift successfully on more than one occasion.”

“All this was known to us as common understanding, Jonathan,” continued Arrydor. “However, we have learned a few small clues from the ancient texts, and used my own intuition to link them together.  Sylth and Miylla also provided new insights of their own.  It seems that there is a little-understood connection between time and space phasing, and our own thoughts – and it turns out it’s possible to link them together.  Think of the migrations of animals based on internal magnetic perception, something we no longer have access to as humans, yet it remains relevant in animals – and may help explain how Sammy traversed between our worlds three different times.”

Miylla then explained further, “Jonathan, in both people and animals, it appears there is a linkage between dreaming and the time-space continuum.  The process of dreaming appears to open a portal into the fabric of time, which somehow allowed both you and Sammy to transition between two worlds.  What we don’t fully understand, is whether there are additional worlds that could be traveled to besides Ohio and Myllanthar, and what those worlds might be.  So if you were to begin a transition into the fabric of time-space, we can’t guarantee where you’ll end up – or even if the two of you will remain together – for this is all unknown territory to us.”

Miylla looked to Sylth who then picked up the discussion, “The best we can tell, Jonathan, is that your passage back through the Veil of Separation will take place – if it ever does – at a time when you least expect it.  Keep Sammy close to you at all times, especially at night when you go to bed – for in our estimation it’s during the process of dreaming at night when the portal could open – providing you both with safe passage back to Ohio.  Otherwise, we have no further knowledge or ideas to help you, based on our study and understanding of Seerlyth Cullyan.  It’s our sincere hope and wish that you are successful in making your way home to Hampton, Ohio, and also for your being able to visit us again one day!”

Arrydor then said, “The hardest journeys are those where there is no known direction, Jonathan, yet your heart always knows the direction home.  Trust your heart to show you the way, which is why Sammy has been so successful in crossing Seerlyth Cullyan – you are his home, Jonathan – which is central to his transitioning between our two worlds.  I think he knew you would travel this way eventually, and his first visit to Myllanthar was to connect with me before returning home to you.  The third crossing was to follow you after you first crossed Stony Creek and Seerlyth Cullyan – he was merely following his heart after you.  Trust your heart, Jonathan, and Sammy will follow you wherever you go…”

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Eleven, Part Two

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Eleven, Part Two


King Dijia made his way down from Castle Penmaryll’s high tower to the Palace Gardens, where he joined Jonathan and Sammy saying, “I wish I could proclaim a decree that returns you to Ohio, Jonathan, but even a king can’t make that happen for you.  What I can do though, is gather together the best minds in Myllanthar to study the ancient texts, hoping to find a clue – any clue – that will explain the process of traveling between worlds, so you can return home, Jonathan.”

“You’ve been more than kind and generous towards Sammy and I, King Dijia, and I appreciate everything you’ve done for us,” replied Jonathan.  “Even if I never make it home to Hampton, Ohio again – staying here in Castle Penmaryll with you and your staff is the best situation I could ever hope to have, and I thank you so much!  There has to be a way home for us, and I look forward to finding out what clues can be learned from the old texts in the library.”

“Tomorrow morning, Arrydor, Sylth and Miylla will gather together in Castle Penmaryll’s library to begin searching the original volumes from the First Age, Jonathan.  As you know, each of them have lived for the entire span of time Myllanthar has existed – beginning with Arrydor, for Myllanthal created everything – including Sylth and Miylla.  Arrydor can do many things, but even he can’t understand the portal that exists between your world and ours.  Hope always remains though, Jonathan!  Since you and Sammy found your way to Myllanthar from Ohio initially – even if you never intended to come here – there has to be a way to reverse directions and allow you to return home.”

“Dijia, I have one question for you.  If Sammy and I do find our way home to Ohio, can we ever visit you again here in Castle Penmaryll?” asked Jonathan.  “We wanted to go on an adventure, and had no intention of leaving Ohio and finding our way here to Myllanthar – but if there was a way to return, it would make me very happy to see you again!”

“Of course, Jonathan – you and Sammy are always welcome in the Kingdom of Pengarth and Castle Penmaryll!  First we have to get you home safely, though.  Let’s return to the castle and find something to eat, and you and Sammy can rest and relax.  Tomorrow will be a big day for you both – especially if we discover a way that allows you to go home…”

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Eleven, Part One

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Eleven, Part One – Jonathan’s Dilemma


“Home is where the heart is, providing an oasis of nourishment and relaxation for heart, mind and soul.  If your heart longs for places far away, your mind wanders at will, and you have a restless soul – perhaps you’ve simply never found your way home…” – Mark D. Jones


Jonathan didn’t sleep well that night from all the excitement of the day.  Dijia was now king and they didn’t have to worry about riders, bandits or mercenaries any more.  On the one hand, Jonathan was very happy and excited for Dijia now that he had claimed the Throne of Pengarth.  He was also proud of having been knighted by Dijia as a Knight of Pengarth, and overjoyed with seeing Arrydor again.

On the other hand, Jonathan wondered what he would do and how he would get back to Hampton, Ohio.  He had no idea just how long he’d been in Myllanthar, or how much of the 3rd Grade he’d already missed, or how worried his parents were that he was lost.  All he and Sammy ever wanted was to go on an adventure, and it was an adventure indeed they’d gotten themselves into – but the question now was, how to find their way home?  Ohio was still very far away, and he didn’t have a clue as to what he should do to return home.  What a dilemma he was in – no wonder he hadn’t slept well!

That morning after breakfast, Jonathan and Sammy went for a walk through the Palace Gardens.  Jonathan loved the craftsmanship of all the wood and stonework he observed in Castle Penmaryll and throughout the Palace Gardens – and wished he could live in this world forever – but his heart told him he needed to return home.  It was a fine idea to live in such a world as Myllanthar, or at least to visit it when conflict hasn’t happening, but he knew his place was home in Ohio.

Ohio was Jonathan’s world, and all he’d ever known.  He was too young to stay in Myllanthar after all, and had every reason to return home – starting with his parents whom he missed.  Besides, he needed to tell his friends in school all about his latest adventure, starting with getting trapped on the other side of Stony Creek – this would be a fine story to tell – but he had to go home to tell it!

In the meantime, Jonathan wondered about what everyone thought of his going missing with Sammy, and if they were all worried about him.  Would they have called the Sheriff? thought Jonathan.  How would he make up the school he’d missed in the meantime?  The truth was he was missing his parents, his home, the Spencer Family Farm, his grandfather, Trooper, his friends and his school.  After all, they were as much part of him as he was of them…

King Dijia watched his friend Jonathan walking through the Palace Gardens from high above in the tower of Castle Penmaryll, and could see the sadness in Jonathan’s shoulders as he walked slowly beside Sammy through the splendid grounds.  It was hard for him to see his friend in such a state, when he himself had returned to rule a kingdom.  There had to be something he could do to take care of his dear friend Jonathan, and find a way for him to return home…

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Ten, Part Eleven

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Ten, Part Eleven


King Dijia quickly went to the Royal Balcony where Captain Pallamar was surveying the events unfolding on the castle grounds below.  Without averting his eyes from the clash taking place near the castle’s main gate, Captain Pallamar reviewed the situation saying, “It appears Nierron’s riders began fighting among themselves, resulting in many casualties.  Just as I arrived here on the balcony,  your knights seemed to have been freed from the common building where they’d been held prisoner.”

Sylth then joined them on the balcony and interjected, “My understanding is that it was the Myull who freed your knights to defend themselves, Your Highness.  The riders are no match for the King’s Guard, and this looks to be resolving itself even as we speak – your knights clearly have the upper hand.  The Myull don’t like to take direct action in the world of men outside Myullar Wood, but they are willing to work their enchantments for their own benefit.”

The King’s Guard vanquished Nierron’s riders in short order, and King Dijia approached the center railing of the Royal Balcony and began his address, “Knights of the King’s Guard and all citizens of the Kingdom of Pengarth, it is I, King Dijia, King of the Kingdom of Pengarth, who has returned and claimed the Throne of Pengarth to reestablish the rule of Truth, Justice, Light and Love for all!  Captain Pallamar has returned with me to command the King’s Guard again, and I declare that no darkness will cast its shadow over our kingdom again!”

There was a great cry of ‘Long Live King Dijia!’ from the knights on the castle grounds below, and then they returned to dealing with the riders they’d taken prisoner, locking them up in the common building.  King Dijia then turned to Captain Pallamar and directed him to regain complete control of Castle Penmaryll, and purge the Kingdom of Pengarth of all remaining mercenaries and riders.

Captain Pallamar then saluted and left to make his way down to the castle grounds to command the King’s Guard once again.  As King Dijia turned to leave the balcony, he saw that Jonathan and Sammy were standing there behind him and said, “We have completed our quest despite all odds, Jonathan, for we are back in Castle Penmaryll, and I have regained the Throne of Pengarth – but I know of one unresolved issue remaining my friend – returning you to your home in Hampton, Ohio.”

Pausing for a moment in thought King Dijia continued, “Leaving Myllanthar is no easy task, Jonathan, and I have no answers as to how to make it happen.  Until the day you find the path that leads you home, you are most welcome to remain here in Castle Penmaryll as my esteemed guest, and live here in the Royal Quarters.  We will soon gather together the best minds to study the ancient texts in the castle’s library, to see if there’s a clue from earlier ages that will solve this riddle and allow you and Sammy to return home…”

(End of Chapter Ten)

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Ten, Part Ten

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Ten, Part Ten


King Dijia turned to Chief Tylmar of the King’s Staff and asked him to approach the throne saying, “Chief Tylmar, I need you to tell us the state of Castle Penmaryll outside the Royal Quarters.  What is the situation that awaits us?”

Chief Tylmar approached the throne and said, “Your Royal Highness, we have been held hostage inside Castle Penmaryll by Nierron’s riders since King Tyijar’s assassination.  None of us have been injured, but a few of your knights were lost in the initial battle – and the rest are being held prisoner in the common building beside the stables.  There are perhaps fifty of the mercenaries remaining in the castle today, yet there is something happening between them lately that causes them to argue among themselves.  That’s all I know for certain within the grounds of the castle.”

“Have the marauders entered the castle proper, Chief Tylmar, or are they limited to the exterior walls, gates and grounds?” followed up King Dijia.

“We secured the doors to the castle building itself when the invasion first happened, King Dijia,” Chief Tylmar explained.  “Nierron’s riders were ill equipped to break through our defenses and gain access inside the castle to these rooms.  It was through surprise that they scaled the outer walls with ropes in the middle of the night when there was no known threat to the castle.  They managed to overcome the gate guards and lowered the drawbridge, allowing the others to then enter.”

Sylth then interjected, “I feel the Myull have been working quietly within the grounds of Castle Penmaryll, King Dijia.  They are sowing disagreement and confusion among the invaders, causing them to doubt everyone and everything.  I think this will provide us with an advantage over them once the time arrives.”

“Arrydor, what is the best approach for us to take against the riders,” asked King Dijia.  “Do we confront them directly, or is there another way to deal with them? Perhaps there is a way to convince them that their cause is lost…”

“King Dijia, the best approach to use is also the easiest – the Truth.  My recommendation is for you to proclaim your return to the Throne of Pengarth from the Royal Balcony, and show yourself as King.  Tell them there is no hope remaining in their cause, for they have lost support from King Tucar and the Kingdom of Nierron.  Tell them if they turn away from darkness and choose Light and Love, they can leave Castle Penmaryll immediately and the Kingdom of Pengarth without being pursued.”

Turning to Captain Pallamar King Dijia directed, “Prepare the Royal Balcony for my address, Capt Pallamar, for we shall do our best to avoid unnecessary bloodshed in retaking Castle Penmaryll.  To the rest, ensure the security of the Royal Quarters is maintained, and I will make my way to the balcony.”

As the others went to check the security of the entrances into the Royal Quarters, Captain Pallamar went to open the doors to the Royal Balcony off the Throne Room. As King Dijia picked up his Scepter and cleared his mind in preparation for the address he would give, Sammy began barking and ran towards the balcony – for the sounds of conflict were heard outside from the castle grounds below…”

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Ten, Part Nine

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Ten, Part Nine


Jonathan had been entranced by the Throne and Ancestral Sword of Pengarth, the pomp and circumstance of the hastily arranged and impromptu coronation ceremony, and the joy and happiness he felt for his friend Dijia at being crowned King of Pengarth.  Yet, when Jonathan’s own name was mentioned and he was asked to approach King Dijia and the Throne of Pengarth, he was as surprised as anyone! Sammy was eager to check out the events taking place in front of them, and Jonathan followed Sammy the short distance to the bottom of the steps leading up to the platform.

Dijia looked at the gathered audience before him and paused for a moment before saying, “Jonathan and I have traveled together for many days and across many miles, defying the odds that we would ever see this day.  Jonathan’s friendship and bravery along the way have been instrumental in my being here today, as he saved my life prior to crossing the Tregarron Mountains – and without his help along the way, I would have never made it on my own.”

Dijia continued, “Others, as well, have helped ensure my safe return to you, but there is unfinished business we must now take care of prior to taking back Castle Penmaryll and the Kingdom of Pengarth from the marauders.  Young Jonathan is a Knight of Pengarth by my own hand, that took place in a mountain cave near Gladwr – but his ceremony hasn’t been made official – so it’s my aim to officially declare Jonathan’s Knighthood before you now.”

Captain Pallamar brought King Dijia the Ancestral Sword of Pengarth, and after the formality of bowing and exchanging the long sword between them, Dijia turned to address Jonathan with the words, “Jonathan, of Hampton, Ohio, please kneel on the top step.” Once Jonathan had done as asked and Sammy relaxed leisurely beside him, Dijia continued, “I will now officially complete your Knighthood with the words spoken at the beginning of our quest, Jonathan.”

Raising the Ancestral Sword straight in the air, King Dijia then touched Jonathan’s shoulders three times while saying, “I, King Dijia, of the Kingdom of Pengarth, do hereby and forthwith proclaim to all present today, that Jonathan of Hampton is bound by duty and honor to uphold and protect his King above all else – to include his own life – and to protect and defend the Kingdom of Pengarth from attack and dishonor.  This is your creed, Sir Jonathan of Hampton, Knight of Pengarth – rise now and go forth with the courage of all who have gone before you as Knights of Pengarth!”

King Dijia raised the Ancestral Sword into the air once more, before turning to hand it back in a horizontal position to Captain Pallamar in another series of bows. Turning to face Sir Jonathan again, Dijia proclaimed, “You are now known to all as Sir Jonathan, and my first command is to everyone in this room to prepare to liberate Castle Penmaryll from the mercenaries!  I ask the King’s Staff to return to their duties here in the Royal Quarters, and I call Captain Pallamar, Arrydor, Sylth, Siyall, Siyth, Juyall, Rulyan, and Sir Jonathan to gather before the Throne of Pengarth to prepare plans for winning back the Kingdom of Pengarth – there is no time to lose!”

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel) – Chapter Ten, Part Eight

Jonathan’s Dream (An Adventure Novel)

(Copyright 1984, Mark D. Jones, All Rights Reserved)

Chapter Ten, Part Eight


Captain Pallamar ushered everyone downstairs into the Throne Room, and took a moment to arrange everything for Dijia’s Coronation to take place.  Dijia was positioned in front of the three steps leading up to the platform on which sat the Throne of Pengarth, while Tylmar was placed left and Arrydor positioned to the right on the platform.  The rest of the King’s Staff, along with Jonathan and Sammy on the floor beside him, were seated in the rows of chairs making up the audience in front of the elevated throne.

Siyall, Sith, Sylth, Juyall and Rulyan were placed as guards at the doors entering into the Throne Room, to prevent anyone from entering during the ceremony.  Once everyone was in place, Captain Pallamar stood at the top of the steps and began Dijia’s Coronation with the words, “I, Captain Pallamar, Captain of the King’s Guard for many faithful and dedicated years, and loyal subject of King Tyijar – who mourns the loss of our beloved Majesty, assassinated by the forces of darkness in the prime of his rule – do hereby and forthwith on behalf of King Tyijar’s memory and the laws of the Kingdom of Pengarth, begin the Coronation of Dijia as the only lawful ruler and heir to the Throne of Pengarth.”

Pausing to glance towards Tylmar, Chief of the King’s Staff, Captain Pallamar returned his attention to the audience and continued, “I now ask Tylmar to bring forward the Ancestral Sword of Pengarth.”

Tylmar carried the gleaming long sword forward, and ceremoniously bowed and handed the sword with both hands in a horizontal position to Captain Pallamar, who bowed prior to receiving it.  After bowing in reply, Tylmar turned and returned to his position.  Captain Pallamar then turned to glance at Arrydor saying, “The only one worthy of conducting this Coronation in the absence of King Tyijar, is the one known as Myllanthal, Illandor, Arrydor, and Gramps – Caretaker of Life, Of the Wind, Warrior King, and beloved friend.  I call him forward to receive the Ancestral Sword of Pengarth to conduct this ceremony.”

Arrydor came forward in a similar process of bows and a two-handed exchange of the Ancestral Sword, before Captain Pallamar stepped aside and took his position to the right of the throne.  Arrydor then faced young Dijia while holding the sword horizontally before him saying, “To the assembled hearts and friends of the Kingdom of Pengarth, it is my esteemed honor in the memory of King Tyijar, to conduct the Coronation of his son and heir to the Throne of Pengarth and the Kingdom of Pengarth – Dijia.”

“I now ask Dijia to stand before the Throne of Pengarth and repeat after me the Royal Code of Governance of the Kingdom of Pengarth: I, Dijia, do hereby swear my allegiance to the Rule of Law – in Truth and Justice, in Mercy and Forgiveness, and in Light and Love – as long as I shall live.”

Dijia repeated the code as Arrydor recited it to him, and then Arrydor said, “Kneel on the top step before me and bow your head, Dijia.”  As Dijia did as instructed, Arrydor raised the long sword straight in the air before his face saying, “I, Myllanthal, Illandor, Arrydor and Gramps, hereby bestow upon you the Title of King of the Kingdom of Pengarth, by the power of the Ancestral Sword of Pengarth, and the authority I hold in Myllanthar as the Caretaker of Life.”

Arrydor then placed the flat surface of the long sword on Dijia’s shoulders three times, before raising it again and returning it to the horizontal position.  Turning to Captain Pallamar, he gave him the sword and received the Crown of Pengarth from Tylmar directly afterwards saying, “Rise and be crowned, King Dijia, and take your rightful seat on the Throne of Pengarth!”

Dijia received the Crown of Pengarth atop his head, and stood before the throne facing the assembled audience of his Coronation, before taking his seat on the Throne of Pengarth and addressing the gathering, “It is with great loss and humility that I ascend the Throne of Pengarth in the absence of my beloved father, King Tyijar, and it is in his memory that I serve you all as the King of Pengarth.  There is great urgency for us to expel the mercenaries from the grounds of Castle Penmaryll, the Kingdom of Pengarth and all of Myllanthar – but first there is unfinished business for me to conduct.  I call forward Jonathan and Sammy, to stand before the steps of the Throne of Pengarth…”