chapter 1 The legend calls

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My body groans and yells at me in agony for the scratches I had obtained without a vivid
Picture of what really happened that night as I do turn in my bed my head fells  quite the pain since it pounds like a iron smith shaping a hot metal to something else my attempt to stand up become futile since all my muscles and joints are  aching.  I hear a familiar dented sound far from my room yell my name "wake up you swine of a person"  that was my dad "Simeon wake u......" 
"Let him be!"  My mum says sharply
Just then I push the main door to the feasting table limping and holding my ribs . I do see peoples eyes some stare at me gapped with food on their mouth  others like my sister and cousin just feed there stomachs with whatever there hands laid on.
I could still feel my dad's eyes strolling all over me i as I took on to the journey to wonder food , " slow  down boy you'll choke yourself ,and what really happened to you because we all been hearing noise from your room lately "  
My dad asked I could feel the  concern from
His words," hate to say this dad,"  I said while stuffing my mouth with food, " I really don't know ether because I do keep on waking up with bruises on my body."
I head up to the stables to check on the cattle when a soft breeze pass by tip of my temples and hands when I do hear a soft warm sound on my ear,"help Simeon please I really need you."  I turn to look and see nobody ,
" hey who's there,who's......," before I could finish pain struck my body leaving me groaning with anguish I tried to scream  but the pain struck me of all the juice left to even walk let alone talk. The next thing I could remember was seeing my cousin trying ta wake me,"hey," I held her hand still trying to talk, "how long have I been zoned out,and.." My headache still dominated the better me, "  how did you find me?
" well I was strolling around when my gut told me to pass  by the stable when I saw passed out, and for you being out I could say two hours give or take".
I could see a tender smile off her  face as she adjusted me to a sitting position and fell down landing on my aching rib I yelp and laughed, she gasped then held me"oops am so sorry." "Help me up,thanks it feels like I've to war or something ooh and did u hear her?"  I asked.
" hey,"   she stood frozen," are u off your  meds  or something, what the hell are you saying I didn't see anything else apart from you."
The sun was setting and it's red orange colour was shining gracefully with a mug of coffee at my hand I had a soothing wind cross my ear,"hey Simeon I know who you are and please don't think you are nuts."   Now I could see a vivid shadow of a young lady who had a golden hair a 7'66 foot vamp. Her clothing was that of nobles but it looked  a bit torn, she was beautiful in every way yet desperation and fear was in captivity of her face I could feel guilt getting the  best of me for what I did not know.
"What happened to you,and how do you know me" I asked as she clumsy tripped due to exhaustion
After two days of rest she was up and about everywhere gazing, still in here silk dress her eyes battled with her emotions yet she had to give in to the torture she was in, " hey, stranger how are you feeling you should rest".
She came down stairs looking all clean after showering for close to two hours, her body fit well to the old clothing my cousin wore. Never did I see a body as flexible and tempting as hers.
After several days of her stay she began talking of her  homeland, on how things were robbed from them."before we where ambushed our Oracle foretold about a young Knight chosen by the gods to help rise the kingdom back to its rightful era. You're the one who she foretold." She released a heavy sigh, before she began to move from me.
My heart started pounding, my blood began to boil and my breath grew, I could feel the intoxication that grew in between us yet my body was getting numb I wish I could scream but tongue felt it had weights sticking it to it's place. "Relax I can feel your heartbeat,"   looking at my eyes her hands on my shoulders.

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