The Knight of Eborros

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 2 (v.1) - The Kingshill Palace

Submitted: September 17, 2018

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since the incident in the town square. Riken had been staying at the palace getting accustomed to his new life. His wounds healing. He wandered around the upper floors and down into the basements, through the gardens that were tended to daily. Large lush trees and shrubs grew in the Grand Emerald Garden. Each bore fruit know around the land as some of the best and finest fruits. Large handcrafted marble pillars surrounded the large garden. Each had different inscriptions wrote upon them. Many wrote in the old dialect of the slaves freed after the great rebellion. He would go into the dining hall and eat with all the lords and ladies of the noble families in Lorburn. He was not a fan. Not having much to talk about with these people, and they not having much to say to him. On the third day, a few hours before the evening meal the emperor made his way through the halls and corridors down to where the servant’s quarters lay. As he walked down the final hallway he turned to the bodyguards following him. “Please wait here” he asked them. “You sure that’s a good idea sire” Ayleth asked him. “Do you really think I will need the Sentinels to handle a small child”? He asked her. Her head tilted slightly “no sir” she responded. Fendrel placed his hand on her shoulder, and she promptly looked up and made eye contact. He nodded his head and turned and continued down the hall. He turned and stood in front of the only chamber down the corridor. He knocked on the old wooden door clad in iron bands that held the planks in place. “Riken are you in there”? He asked. He grabbed the handle on the door and lifted the small lever that held the door shut and slowly opened the door. As he stepped into the room he quickly gazed around. The room was a mess, clothes and objects all over the room. As His eye made their way around the room he found himself looking at the bed, and they're asleep on the bed lied Riken. “Really”? He thought to himself. He walked over to the bed and sat down on the end. “Riken” he said aloud. Riken rolled onto his side away from the emperor and grumbled. “Riken” he said a little louder. No reaction. “RIKEN”! He shouted. Riken jumped and scrambled to sit upright to see where the sound came from. “What are you doing in here”? He asked in a surprised tone. Just as he finished asking his question the sentinels came running into the room grasping their sword. “What’s going on in here”! Ayleth asked in a demanding tone. “Everything is fine captain.” Fendrel answered in a calm voice, smiling at the armed women. Quickly looking around to assess the situation the warrior stood up straight taking her hand off her sword hilt and waving her hand for the two men behind her to do the same. She nodded her head and the 3 backed out of the room to take their post in the hallway once more. “Now” he said turning his attention away from the door and back to Riken was sitting confused about the events that just transpired. His gaze met the emperors. “You’re looking better...at least better than a few days ago at least.” He said to Riken. “I feel better” he replied. “How do you like it here”? The emperor asked. “Well to honest sir, it’s not really my thing. I mean don’t get me wrong, but this life isn’t really for me” Riken replied changing his gaze from the emperor to down towards the stone floor. “I’m so used to being on my own I don’t really know how to act here. And the people here look upon me as if I am infected with some sort of disease” He said in a low tone. “Don’t let it get to you. You are a unique situation they are not familiar with.” Fendrel said placing his hand on Riken’s back trying to cheer up the boy. “Anyway, I thought we could take a trip outside the palace and see the citadel” He said standing up from the bed walking into the center of the room. He turned back facing Riken who was moving to the edge of the bed. “Isn’t the citadel where the mages get trained”? Riken asked questionably. “Normally yes. But for you I have something else planned. Bayard was the previous prime of my personal guard”. Fendrel stated. “He will be your personal trainer. He really is the best there is” He exclaimed. “Come. Gather your things and we will head out and be back before the cooks finish our evening dish” He stated. “You do not want to be late for supper. Brom would have my head” Fendrel stated sarcastically. Riken let out a small laugh. Fendrel walked towards and grabbed the handle and began to pull it shut. “I will meet you out front when you are ready”. He said walking out and shutting the door behind him. Riken stood and began to gather all his possession. Which was not much as he only brought with him whatever he had on him at the time he was brought to the palace. He slipped his feet into his new shoes and buttoned the dress shit up and began to head out the door. Stepping through and closing the door as he tucked his shit into his pants. Turned and walked through the long stone hallway turned and climbing the large oak wooden steps the led up to the main floor. This brought him into the entryway into Kingshill. A very large open hallway lined with more large marble pillars that stretched from the ground all the way up to the high arching ceiling. To his left to large stone doors lead him to the outside world and to his left a long red rug ran from the entryway all the way to the large wooden doors into the throne room. Fendrel liked to keep them open and encouraged the citizens of Lorburn to bring complaints and concerns they had about events in the city. It’s one of the reason he has become one of the most beloved emperors Lorburn has ever known. Hanging over the archways were tapestries from all over Eborros. Each with its own colors and designs from each of the noble families throughout the land who have sworn loyalties to the throne. Riken took a deep breath and turn and went through the stone doors and down the steps in front of the palace. As he reached the bottom he was greeted by the coachmen of the emperor’s carriage. He promptly opens the door and bowed to Riken, waving his hand for him to enter. Inside the coach was the emperor and his three sentinels’. “Come, join us” Fendrel said to Riken. Riken glanced up and down quickly gauging the distance and pathway to get into the coach. He stepped forward and walked into the carriage. He took the open seat and let out a smirk as he looked around at all the people in the coach. The door shut and the coachmen walked to the front of the carriage and took his seat. “Where to ma ’lord” He asked. “The Citadel” Fendrel answered. He nodded his head and turned and cracked the whip at the horses. The carriage jerked forward then smoothed out as it came up to speed. For most of the way through the city it was a quiet ride. A few words were exchanged between Ayleth and Fendrel but it was mostly whispers. Fendrel would periodically point out monuments to Riken and give a short story to their origins. Seton’s Institute of Arcane and how it was formed during his father’s reign. The Sunset Garden and how it was the largest and most varied garden in all Eborros, having many different fruits and vegetables from all over the continent. And of course, the best smith in town. Kaggon Ironbeard the dwarf at the Tilted Anvil. The Bodyguards sat in silence staring forward and upright. Tense and ready to jump in front of their emperor at a moment’s notice. The carriage began to slow down and Riken looked out the closest window to him and their stood a tall imposing building. Its color was a dark gray stone-like material. Only things that were wood where the touches that were lit and the door to enter the building. The carriage pulled up in front of it and coachmen got down and walked to the door and pulled it open. Riken was the first out and everyone else followed. Riken stepped towards the large mass of rock and wood. It was constructed to withstand an army attacking it and win. “It’s Stonesteel” Fendrel said to Riken walking up next to him. “Strongest mineral we could find in our land. Worth a fortune.” He explained. “Too bad there’s no more to be had” He said with a frown. “Stuffs damn near indestructible”! Exclaimed the emperor. Riken began to look around. Is this the…. But before he could finish the emperor cut him off. “Yes…. This is the Citadel” He said.


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