The blue haired woman walked gradual towards the armored knight. Cladius was finishing the leather straps on his horse saddle as Almorah approached. His sword sheath was strapped to the beast as well. He glanced back, once quickly, the second longer as he turned his body around as well.
"What of my training?" Almorah questioned.
"I have been assigned to some trouble by the border. I'm afraid you cannot come along." Cladius replied.
"Excuse me, fine sir, but I am ready, take me with you." Almorah argued.
"My lady, these are trained killers, I know you have had some training, but it is best to keep you out of harm's way while you wait for your armor to finish crafting."
"Yet here I still stand, blade ready for battle." Almorah said sternly.
"Miss Quail it is best I don't. Please obey me." Cladius replied, leaping onto his horse in his armor.
Almorah grabbed a horse by the stable pulling it forward. She wasn't going anywhere; she knew she could fight whatever threat was out there.
"I guess I will just have to follow you." Almorah replied.
Cladius was frustrated inside, holding his anger back. He refused to speak to the lady in his frustration for fear of speaking regretful words. He secretly found her stubbornness admirable, her courage inspiring.
"Almorah, follow my every word or you will most likely die." Cladius spoke back behind him.
Almorah was stunned by the blunt words, they stun in her chest, she felt insulted, "Well sir, I'm sorry my womanhood makes you feel as such."
Cladius took a moment to register her words, "This is not of being a woman, but of being ill prepared for battle. Especially sense you have no combat experience and the threat is still unknown."
"You speak to me as a child! Did not my father teach you? Does that not place me at your very own level?" Almorah spat back.
"For the exception that I finished my training with him at seventeen, and Nerus at twenty one, and that you never finished your training." Cladius replied, staying calm, "It takes fourteen years for a knight to complete his or in this case her training."
"So it is my fault my father died!" Almorah angrily yelled.
"This has so little to do with your father." Cladius replied.
"You didn't complete your training with my father either." Almorah replied, a tier rolling down her left cheek.
"Almorah, stop; turn around or follow my orders, if you can't do it because I am your master, then do it because I am your captain. Is that understood?" Cladius replied looking back through his helmet's thine visor.
"Yes, my lord." Almorah replied rudely.
"Very well", Cladius said turning forward rushing with his horse.
It was noon on the lovely day when they had approached the boarder. They traveled through the Woods of Swords. The trees were as old as the castle some said older. The forest received its name for the loyalty of the first king's knights. Most referred to the beautiful heaven as the Forest of Helm, the others outside the grand kingdom didn't know any better. Cladius watched his white horse place its hoof against the dead leaves. The knight raised his hand up to signal a stop back at Almorah.
"Do you hear that?" Cladius asked back.
Suddenly an arrow hit Cladius square in the shoulder. The shaft went through his armor into his upper chest, nearing his collar bone. The man leaned to the side falling off his horse on purpose. Almorah leaped off her horse next to her master's side drawing her sword, as four white skinned males came out from the brush. Cladius had his hand on his blade as he recognized the men, Ommart. Cladius drew his blade rushing to his feet.
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Legends: The Knight of Helm (#1)
FantasíaThe greatest kingdom built by men, Helm, the Kingdom of Kings. Among them will rise a hero whom will be more then just a man, but a legend. Rising through the obstacles of the gods, with only his courage and strength. He'll be known as the Knight of...