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Chapter #2
The Fifth Knight
by: Unknown
You remove your helm and smile, showing striking gray eyes and the pointed ears of your elf heritage. The others mumble beneath their helms but you smile broadly. Your slender frame feels weighed down by the heavy metal but you know that the Sword of Eternity will feel good in your hands.
You stand as the others look at you in silence. The king hands you the sword with a soft smile.
"Bruce Ankant of Dark Oak will be the leader of the knights of the realm. I should have guessed it would be you." He says.
You tilt your head slightly and watch the king intently. You have your own reasons for taking the sword, for becoming a knight. You watch as all but one of the knights removes their helms. You turn your gaze upon the remaining knight and respect the mystery that shrouds him.
"There is a feast in your honor. Go, dine, wine and live, my friends, for there is a war on the horizon."
As three of the knights move toward the door you watch the fourth hesitate. You back to the door, bowing and wondering what the knight intends.
You turn on your heel and hear the doors close. Whatever secret the fifth knight held did not matter. All that concerns you is speaking with the other elves before preparing for the feast.
"Brothers!" You call as you near the darkest area of the hall.
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