A soft wind rippled across the plains, "Why do u have to go to a stinking training camp?" I groan, turning my horse around to face my father.
"Because we owe a debt for our family. One that the price is you." he says with a sigh. I look away, trying to focus on the tiny purple flowers bobbing their heads in the wind. How could they be so self-centered? Selling my soul- okay my fate to a bunch of brutes playing hero in a muddy camp for 'Knights'. I know I would be a knight regardless, but it'd be for the honor. this 'camp' I'm going to belongs to a secret strand of knights that fight the darkness. " the Knights of Sylvainia are a very elite bunch, Astilstar. Not many people get chosen to be part." he sighs as I stare off into space.
"Yes, but I was NOT chosen. I was sold to them by my own family. What kind of knight fights the darkness like in fairy tales anyway?" Rolling my eyes I spin my horse around and gallop off toward the looming shadow of the front gates.
"Halt! No trespassing!" A guard in a chain-mail armor set barks as we approach.
"We are here to pay a debt to Lord Rosheria. My son has turned 18 and now must join the Knights of Syvainia." my father states clearly, though doubt is behind his voice. The big, steel gates creak open; like big jaws ready to swallow me, my fate as a dress-up fairy tale playing knight begins.
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Knights of Sylvainia(going through editing)
FantasíaWelcome to the world of Astilstar Barton, a young man forced to play part in a fairy tale that slowly turns into reality. Sold by his parents before he was born, his quest to find his true fate will take him to the ends of Middle Earth. Will he beco...
