Troy was lying down on the tall grass staring at the sky above. The late evening was beautiful with its border less flow of clarity, the vast empty sky stretched out for infinity as he heard a voice from the distance shouting his name "TROY, TROY A WAR IS COMING" he got up immediately grabbed his sword and started running to his friend Jack. Jack stops for a second to catch his breath.
"The black knights are marching towards us, they are planning an attack at dawn. The king requests your presence at the palace in Falador" said Jack.
"Then we better get going" replied Troy but with Anger swallowing him from the inside and his face became furious, he knew this day would come but nobody listened to him, they mocked him telling him that all these stories about the black knights are nothing but myths. But he, he knew who they were as his father was one of them, he was in fact more than one of them, He was the King.
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Betrayed By His Own Kind
FanfictionTroy the son of an ancient foe for Falador, stuck between fighting beside his father or the people that have raised him to become the warrior he is today.
