Of A King's Knight and Tears

Two of the Silvecore

Listen here, Brother,

Do not show any prejudice to anyone,

Not to a religion,

Not to one of another skin color,

And especially not to one of the Silvecore.

They are people too.

They have feelings too.

They are just like us in nearly every way.

Diarmuid and Ottoman stood in the corner of the room, waiting for Zeon and Cu to arrive. The mentors and family members were told that they could visit the new warriors as they waited in the room. Ottoman was nearly jumping in joy waiting to hear what his brother would say to him. On the other hand, Diarmuid knew that Cu would have mixed feelings about their battle, for he was almost killed yet he was chosen as the new retainer of the King, a position that only a select few are granted. "I wonder what my brother is going to say whenever he gets in here", Ottoman stated, as he looked towards the door.

"Yeah...I don't know if Cu will be happy or absolutely pissed whenever he gets in here", Diarmuid quietly replied. The shorter male turned to the taller one, a confused look on his face.

"Why's that?" he asked with a questioning expression. He would have guessed that Cu would be proud of his little brother for getting a nearly impossible position to get. It was an honor that only the best of the best knights were given, and Diarmuid had received it after trying to become a regular army warrior. The raven-haired man looked at the pumpkin-haired man.

"He won't be happy that he saw me nearly get killed", he explained.

"Even if you were chosen to become a royal's retainer?"

"It doesn't matter. Cu is very protective. After I signed up for this fight, I was actually scared to tell him. In fact, I didn't go home until seven hours later, because I was so scared to tell him. I knew how disappointed he would be to hear that I disobeyed something he's said since our father died when I was eleven", answered Diarmuid. He held a serious tone in his voice, telling Ottoman that he was being serious.

"Wow, he really is protective", the Likenian agreed. Diarmuid nodded in response.

Suddenly, two warriors walked in the room, a basket of rolls in each of their hands. The two set the baskets down on the bench to the right of Diarmuid and Ottoman before turning to their younger brothers. As soon as Cu looked at Diarmuid, he spread out his arms and embraced the other Irishman. "You scared me half to damn death, Diarmuid", the elder sibling said.

"I'm fine, Cu", Diarmuid reassured Cu.

"Don't think I didn't see your arm get crushed. But anyway, I'm proud of you. Congratulations, Dia", Cu continued, as he let go of Diarmuid. The blue-haired warrior smiled at his brother before hearing commotion coming from the two Erikin brothers. The Duibhnes looked towards the two men and chuckled at the scene. Zeon had Ottoman in a friendly headlock.

"I can't believe my little brother is a warrior!" Zeon exclaimed happily, as he gave Ottoman noogie. The younger brother got out of his brother's grasp, as he told Zeon to stop with a chuckle. Cu and Diarmuid walked up to the two, smiling at them. Ottoman's eyes soon widened when he saw the famed "Hound of Culainn".

"It's an honor to meet you! The name's Ottoman" Ottoman stated, as he extended his hand to the blue-haired male. Cu chuckled and shook his hand.

"Haha, nice to meet you, Ottoman. I would introduce myself, but it seems that you already know who I am", the man replied with a laugh.