The lost Lords

The Sad News

The sound of steel hitting steel can be heard throughout Blackstone. His uncle once again watched Renly practice. The sword-master blocked every blow Renly threw at him. "You are slow. You move in one direction," The sword-master said. This time Renly moved. When the sword-master went left Renly went right. When Renly tried to hit from the side the sword-master hit Renly's sword into the air.
"False move," the sword-master said. "Tomorrow we will practice different moves." The sword-master bowed down to Renly and walked away. Renly looked at his uncle with a plain face and walked away.
Andy found Renly in eating mushroom soup in the kitchen. Andy saw that Ambon was sweeping the floors, but he focused more on Renly. Andy signed and sat next to Renly. "It's ok Renly, you'll get their," Andy manage to say, but he knew that that wouldn't help. "I practice day and night. I got better and better. Still i'm weak. Still i'm wrong," Renly said. Andy but pat Renly on the back.
Renly got up from the table and left without saying a word.
The next day Renly practiced this time he was doing all the moves the sword-master taught him. Every time he messed up he cursed and did it again. Once again his uncles watched. "Why does he always watches?" Renly always wondered. Why? What is it that's so important watching him practice. Renly told his uncle once before, but all that Andy did was smile and oat Renky on the shoulder.
After he was done practicing Renly sat on the throne. It was his everyday routine: Wake up, practice, sit the throne, listen what his people have to say, and practices again.
The throne was made of soiled stone. Their was cracks in the stones, buts what made the throne the throne. Sitting on it was the worst part. Sometimes Renky elbow will slip and scraps his skin when he leads his head on it.
People waited in line to see the lord and Renly called them up one by one. One of them was a old man asking to do something about the wolfs that kill his animals and another that was a women in her late twenties asking about the bandits that raided her home. After awhile Renly was done sitting in the throne for the day and went his own way.
After everything that has happened he wonder what ever happened to his brother Ronly. Ronly was Renly's twin. Since they looked so their were twins their were given similar names which were Renly and Ronly. Ronly looked the same. Same blue eyes and same curly black hair. Only difference was that Ronly had a long scar going along his face from a dagger wound and had a sliced eye. People called him "One eye Ron", and Ronly never liked it. After a few years he just vanished. Theirs rumors that he joined the Devish. The Devish is a bandit clan, but it's not just technical bandits. They kill in the night and then eat the people they kill. They have pattern scares on their face and are the deadliest clan in Vailiant(their country).
Renly was sitting in his room writing to his father. In the letter he said when will he return and what's going on. Renly's room was the largest within the castle. Everything was nice and furnished. Renly had two servants to help clean his room. As Renly was sealing the paper his mother came in.
His mother name was Violet Blake. When she was younger she was the prettiest lady in Blackstone. With her black long hair and her smile she seems younger then older.
"Sweet Renly, what is it that you are?" Violet moved towards Renly. "Writing a letter to my father."
"Your father had stuff to do with the king. He is probably on his way now."
"Could be true, but can't never be sure. If he is the messenger will meet him up and father can write back telling us he's on his way."
"Renly don't worry-." Their was a loud horn to be heard. Aroooooooooooooooo. Their both exchanged looks. "Father," said Renly getting up and running to the door. Violet speed walked behind him.
Everyone was already gathered around the gate, but made space for the riders. The guard on the tower yell out to open the gate and the gate slowly opened. But their was something wrong. Their was only one rider. "Hello! My name is Hugo White! King Brandon's messenger. I come to tell you that Lord Blake is dead. King Brandon needs an audience with the new Lord of Blackstone."
Shocks were in Renly's body. He must not cry he's is now the Lord of Blckstone. "I'm the Lord!" Renly blurred out. If the king demands an audience with me so be it. I'll bring twenty men with with on the morrow." Renly looks to Ser Willy Hill. "Gather my men. I want you by my side at Quadstar." The messager nodded and said "Take all the time you need."
Renly really pushed not to cry. His uncle was by his side. "I'll stay here and take control while your gone." Renly looked at him and then turned back. "Ok uncle, I'll be gone for awhile. I hope everything goes good."
When Renly was about to take his leave his uncle grabbed him by the arm and said," I don't trust what's going on here. Your father dead and nine of his men returning. Now the King demands an audience. I don't like this. Just be on your guard."
Renly said," I will. And I will find out about his death.

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