The Cook and the Court Jester (Part Two)

After last week's response, I've added part two to our story. Our cook and her court jester escaped the dungeon of the king and are riding through the night in hopes of avoiding his wrath. (See Part One here.)
Through the night they rode on
spies reported back by dawn
and warrants were issued by the king.

The king's next decree
for letting them flee
the guards by rope did they swing.

The cook and the jester
could have done better
but only reached the river called Black

They were miles ahead
and never rested their heads
for they could never hold off an attack.

With men in hot pursuit
they doubled back on their route
and turned their horses now to the west.

In the afternoon close to three
they reached the Blue Sea
paid a captain they had no time to test.

Launched out into the bay
safe in their getaway
the jester relaxed by the rail.

The captain ordered his men
to toss the jester just then
the cook was not about to fail.

The cook took the mate's sword
stopped them throwing overboard
her jester and ending his life.

She then killed the captain
and this did begin
the greater naval warfare and strife.

The crew were all paid
with some gold and were made
loyal to the jester and cook.

For all that was said
the captain was now dead
that gold was all that it took.

She became captain that day
on the ship in the bay
with the jester as her first mate.

To open water they set sail
they knew they wouldn't fail
heading west and to their fate.
Linked at Poets and Storytellers United:Writers' Pantry #16: April prepares us for what's to come ahead
Where this story goes is uncertain, but the third (and maybe final) part coming soon.

24 comments:

  1. Excellent rhymes in this one, Joel!💝 I am excited to read what happens next.

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    1. Thank you, Sanaa. I'm glad you liked this. This may go in a couple of directions.

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  2. Liked this - I've heard cruises were getting popular (until lockdown).

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    1. Thank you, Anthony. If it was a pirate cruise, count me in.

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  3. The king is so nasty, hanging the guards, and I was willing on the cook and the jester, and so pleased the cook saved him and became captain of the ship. What will happen next?

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    1. I'm not a fan of kings and tyrants. There are a couple of paths they are taking us. Thank you, Kim.

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  4. It was good to envisage the scene as they took over the ship after their escape. Good to see there is more to come.

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    1. Thank you, Robin. I'm glad you liked this. There is a whole world for them.

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  5. Yo-ho, yo-ho, a pirate's life for them! I'm guessing that might be their next move.

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  6. The sea hath no fury like a woman, with access to sharp tools, seeing her mate in peril.

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    1. Thank you, Magaly. I'm finding I like to write strong women characters and this cook knows how to wield sharp blades!

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  7. Quite the poetic tale Joel! Love the rhyme and high action drama! Waiting for the sequel!

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    1. Thank you, Carrie. I'm glad you liked this and I hope you like where they go next.

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  8. A woman's fury is an awesome storm...

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    1. Thank you. Susie. I agree and I like how you phrased that.

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  9. Great story! I'm looking forward to the next installment of the adventure. :)

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    1. Thank you, Jenny. I'm glad you liked this and I hope you like where they go.

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    1. A good cook knows how to wield a sharp blade! Let's see where they go!

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  11. A jester as first mate? What could possibly go wrong?

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  12. "With men in hot pursuit
    they doubled back on their route
    and turned their horses now to the west."
    Smart move those two☺

    Much💛love

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    1. Thank you, Gillena. I hope you like where this will go.

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