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"Is it true that the dead will never rise?"
Patrick had been consoled by friends and members of the cathedral where he worships. As a lone ranger, he lived with grandma Payne. Never had he known a family member apart from Mama Payne.
Mama Payne was a public figure in Bohemia. She took care of other people's children, as a nanny but never had a child of her own.
Today, when Patrick woke from sleep, he discovered that Mama could not lift her hands and he realised that Mama has passed on, five hours have gone.
As soon as he realised that mama had passed away, the county home cottage where martyrs are being immortalised handsome to take her remains.
Every April became her memorial. It was designated for her remembrance for all her good works.
Patrick then registered under the royal emblem academy where all his sponsorship was taken over by the Queen. The circumstances surrounding his growth over the years under Mama Payne was what he followed as time went on.
From one stage to the other, Patrick became the most relevant of all the students who were under the sponsorship programme of the Queen of England. He was so humble, brilliant and of good character.
Upon his graduation, the only person present to take a family photography with him was two of his academy teachers. But the Queen mentioned Patrick's name in her opening speech for the graduation party. It was the beginning of good things to come for Patrick.
In the mediaeval period, only a saint could be vouched for to the Anglican communion as to be recommended for the office of a bishop. Patrick got that recommendation from Buckingham palace.
A bishop shall be installed after he has married. Since Patrick was single, the Queen asked him to marry Lucy, the daughter of the palace orator, beautiful at heart and character but blind.
As much as he wanted to become a Bishop, an honour that was bestowed on him due to the personality of late Mama Payne, he wanted to get married to Gloria, the daughter of a peasant.
Dilemma. Patrick thought of making the Queen realise that marriage is a journey of love and not pity. So he went to the Queen to register his mind:
Long live the Queen!
Patrick hailed.
May you live in peace too.
The Queen returned the compliment and then continued.
Have you considered my request to marry Patrick?
Patrick bowed his head and spoke to the Queen in respect.
Her Royal Majesty, my heart has found love with another. The presence of Lucy does not shake my waters. Kindly permit me to introduce the one I love to you.
Rather than accept whom Patrick wishes to marry, the Queen threatened to pass the Bishophood to another if Patrick would not consider the royal suggestion.
Since the Queen was not ready to accept the one his heart yearns for, Patrick rose and walked away from the presence of the queen.
That same evening, Gloria came to see how the meeting with the Queen went but met a tearing Patrick with red eyeballs, a figure indicating he had wept off his heart.
Whence shall you weep? We had better act fast before the royal guards clinch on you.
The lovebirds went straight to the family of Gloria in the eastern corner of Ireland where their marriage was blessed.
After the blessing of their marriage, Patrick and Gloria eloped from Bohemia and founded a new home in the thick woods of Shamrock.
He did this for the sake of the love of Gloria, the daughter of the peasant. Little did they know that their new abode is the royal trade route for cedar woods and gold until they received an August visitor the next winter.
The visitor became the queen who could not recognise Patrick. Gloria played the role of a good wife, she was quite hospitable to the queen.
That year, the queen visited them again and noticed that they were homely Christians, practising the true Christian virtues.
Unexpectedly in December, the month of giving and gifts, the queen wore Patrick the cap of a bishop in a loud ceremony with all the Princes and Duke of the Irish town in attendance.
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After the installation, the Queen noticed that St. Patrick (as he was fondly called by his disciples) was the same man, of the tutelage of late Mama Payne, who had refused to marry Lucy.
She then understood that some love affairs are made from heaven and are not meant to be interrupted no matter the level of the personality involved.
St. Patrick became a household name in the Irish cities and far beyond for being properly raised and of good behaviour and cultured young man.