Twin children sat upon the rolling green hills, picking the white flowers that grew there. Lunabelle tread carefully around and picked the flowers and put them into her wicker basket. Claude sat, watching. The breeze of Dyingmoon that weaved through the greenery informed them that the Time of Changing was nearing.
“Do you think they’ll will like these?” Lunabelle asked, referring to their parents.
Claude smiled and nodded. “Of course.”
Lunabelle smiled back and continued picking flowers. Claude had felt a sense of uneasiness, …show more content…
“Horses!” Lunabelle exclaimed. “I heard horses in the distance!”
“That’s it...?”
Claude thought it was just an overreaction. So what if there were horses? Maybe it was a group of travelers, there was a road near them after all. But his unease grew with each passing second, as if he could sense danger.
“Please, Claude, I have a really bad feeling about this!”
“Fine, but I think you’re just being paranoid.”
Claude got to his feet and followed his sister. Nearing the village, the twins became more sneaky as they hid behind buildings. Their father Tiberius stood face to face with a burly, hairy man with claymore. The group of rogues behind him hungrily eyed the villagers who watched from the sidelines, like a pack of wolves.
“Lord Kragen’s ordered us to detain the children know as Claude and Lunabelle Stober.” The stranger said.
“And why would I hand over my own children to Lord Kragen? What are his intentions?” Tiberius questioned.
“Oh, so you’re questioning nobility, are ya? Well, you’d best watch your tongue.”
“No, you watch your tongue, sir. I want- no, demand that you answer me.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn ya, …show more content…
He remembered the stories that his parents told him, about the legendary Knights of Garthram, about how brave and powerful they were, before having disbanded over twenty years ago to fulfill their own desires outside of protecting the land. If there was ever a chance to bring back these knights, he decided to take it.
“I’ll find the knights of Garthram. They’ll bring back Father and kill Kragen for what he did, I know it.” He declared.
Claude walked off to their house to gather his things. It felt lonely without the sound of his father playing his lute or his mother weaving fabric to sell in the next town over. He settled his head on the seat where his mother sat. Claude turned his attention to the door when he heard it swing open. Lunabelle stepped into the home; she carried Tiberius’ sword with her.
“If you leave then I’m going with you,” She insisted. “Even if you say no, I will follow you anyway.”
“Then I guess I can’t say no.” Claude sighed.
Claude stood to face Lunabelle. he put his hands on his father’s sword and clutched it tightly. He thought that fate purposely left for them to find and use to slay Kragen. It gave him a sense of strength, and