The Knight of Eborros

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

Chapter 4 (v.1) - Meeting of Fates

Submitted: October 06, 2019

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Chapter 4: Meeting of Fates
Day turned to night and the emperor needed to return to Kings-hill for his evening meal. Riken and Bayard spent most of the day talking and getting to know each other just as the emperor wanted. Almost all their group was waiting outside the carriage, almost. Riken was standing at the entrance to the citadel getting in a last few words with Bayard before he departed for the night.” So…excited for tomorrow?” Bayard asked. “Of course, ever since I was a little kid I had wanted to become a knight.” he said quickly. Bayard snickered “little huh?” “Yeah why?” Riken asked turning to look at Bayard. “Nothing” he responded shaking his head with a grin. “Go. You are holding his majesty up. Trust me you don’t want to make Brom mad.” Riken nodded in agreement. He turned and jogged over to the carriage and climbed in and sat next to the emperor. Riken turned and watched the driver shut the door and through a small window on the door he could see Bayard waving to them. Both Riken and the emperor waved back. With a crack of the drivers whip the carriage jerked forward pushing everyone back into their seats. Riken turned to look through the rear windows and could see the citadel fading off into the distance. Now it wasn’t such a terrifying place anymore, under the starlit sky it stood as a place of protection for the kingdom. The road through the empty streets of Lorburn. The echoes of the wheels rang through the hallowed streets. They rode past a tavern and could hear the voices of people inside cheering and the clanking of glasses. Soon this too would fade out as the carriage road on. The ride would be quiet from here onto the Kings-hill palace. The carriage turned and began going up the hill to the palace and slowly it came into view. It was well lit as usual and guards posted outside the main entrance. They pulled and came to a stop. The driver got off and grabbed the stool and placed it by the side door. Everyone began shuffling around getting ready for the trip to be over. Two fully armed guards walked up and opened the carriage door. “Welcome home your majesty” One said to the emperor. He thanked him, and he and his sentinels stood ready to depart. The first sentinel got off and stood near the carriage. Next the emperor moved into the doorway and one of the guards extended his arm. The rest of them followed closely. Riken stayed behind waiting for them to get off. He turned to see everyone making their way towards the palace. A feeling of isolation swept over him as he stood to get off as well. He gripped the wooden frame for support as he stepped down onto the stone road. His eyes wandered up and across the vast building that loomed before him. It seemed so empty now to him now. A cool breeze blew across his face, chilling him to the bone. AS he stood there taking it all in he heard a voice call out. Riken turned to see its origin. There stood the emperor calling out and waving his hand in the air. “Come on, dinner is getting cold and Brom is already upset as it is” He yelled to Riken. Suddenly the cold Riken felt had vanished. He knew now he wasn’t alone……not anymore at least. He nodded and ran over to where the emperor stood waiting. The emperor placed his hand on his left shoulder. “Come, let us be going. It’s rather cold out tonight and I’d hate to catch a cold” The emperor said. They walked into the main entrance and through the great hall. They past into the main corridor and into one of its side passages. At the end of this hall a light could be seen. It’s shined down the hall showing a tablet with plates and shiny silverware set and ready. They made their way down the hall and the smell of food began to fill their noses. The emperor took a deep inhale of the smell “smells good, doesn’t it” he said aloud. Riken nodded in agreement “Sure does”. “Smells like honey and ham and a hint of potatoes and….” the emperor stopped and listened. Voices could be heard now coming from the dining room. His face changed. He was angry, upset. Riken could feel the change in the air. The sentinels were also agitated. The pace picked up as the moved towards the room, Riken had a hard time keeping up without going into a light jog. The emperor and his sentinels entered the room first follow by Riken. He squeezed around the guard and they stood in the doorway. He turned to see who the voice belonged too. At the end of the table sat a man. He was properly dressed to some degree. A medium brown button-up shirt covered by a black cloak with fur trimming around his neck. His hands covered by fingerless gloves and his pants being of an off-color purple. He looked young, dark hair and a chiseled face. He looked like someone who traveled. Besides him there were three sentinels much like the emperor himself. He turned from his conversation with one of the maids to see who had entered the room. “ahh here you are brother. You have kept me waiting for a long time.” He exclaimed. “Ivan.” the emperor said in a low angered voice. Ivan? Riken thought to himself. “Why are you here?” The emperor asked as he finished his question his sentinels grabbed their blades in a ready stance. There was suddenly a boom in tension within the room. “I just wanted to check up on my baby brother. See how things were going with my kingdom” Ivan responded in a sarcastic tone. “You mean MY kingdom” the emperor said. Hmmmmm Ivan hummed aloud. “My kingdom.” He said back in response. “Father left me the kingdom. He didn’t trust you to truly lead and have the people’s best interest at heart.” The emperor said. “Yes, yes. I know. I’m too power hungry. I’ve heard it all before.” Ivan said waving his hand in a calm down motion. The emperor grew impatient and slammed his hand down onto the table. “Why are you here?” He asked again. Ivan looked up calm and collected “Brother, it’s been a long trip. Can’t we forget about the past for a little while and just have a nice meal together like we used to?” The Emperor closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “Fine, let us eat then.” He said in a sarcastic tone. He turned to his sentinels and waved his hand. They released their grip on their swords. Everyone began to spread around the table, pulling out chairs and taking seats. Riken tried to stay as close to the emperor as he could, for he was getting an uneasy vibe coming from Ivan. The tension in the air filled as they sat in silence staring at one another. As it began to peak again the door from the kitchen burst open and servants came out bringing large serving plates of food and spreading it around the table. Brom came out last and walked over to the emperor to confirm everything was to his liking. “Is there anything else I can get you my liege.” Brom asked. As he finished his question he looked across the table to see Ivan sitting there. “Ivan.” He gasped. “When did you return?” He asked in a panic tone. “Brom, so good to see you too. Everything smells great as usual.” He answered ignoring his question. Brom didn’t want to respond and looked at the emperor for confirmation. He nodded to send Brom away. He bowed and snapped his fingers to alert the servants to leave. “Mmmm looks good.” Ivan said with a licking of his lips in hunger. “Has it been a while since you had a meal brother?” The emperor asked in a smug tone. “You could say that.” Ivan said grabbing the serving spoon and scooping out food onto his plate ignoring his brother remarks intent. His sentinels did the same. They were reaching all over the table to gather their meal. The emperor sat watching them acts a fool. Savages is all he could think about when trying to compare them to something. Their plate filled up quickly, and then the rest began filling there’s as well. Ivan and his followers didn’t wait to begin eating. Stuffing there face as fast as they could. The only sounds heard was the munching of food. Trying to break the silence the emperor looked up to his brother. “So, brother…where have you been?” He asked. “Well if you must know, I have been all over this great land of ours. Trying the finest food and drinking the most delicious wines Eborros has to offer.” He said proudly. Riken could tell he was lying and he rolled his eyes. He was just trying to spice up his probably boring life, but then his tone shifted. “I also visited a small shrine nestled up in the north in the Crystalvale.” This caught the attention of the emperor. “You know of what I speak” Ivan said in a lowered tone. “I would like to think not…brother” He responded. “I have found…...a new god to believe in.” He said with his eye widening and a sinister grin grew across his face. “One that accepts me for who I am. And I will spread his work around this land to bring new light to peoples darken eyes. For I…I am his cho.” THAT’S ENOUGH IVAN! Shouted the emperor cutting him off. “Chosen.” Ivan finished in an angered tone and gritting his teeth. “You always do this…have to have the last word and never know when to shut your mouth!” The emperor yelled. “Me? What about you, Brother. Always fathers pet weren’t you!” Ivan yelled back. The two began a heated argument over the past and this soon this rolled into Ivan’s new found religion. For you see, in main culture Rydes worship was banned for many years even before Ivan and Rowans father was emperor. Riken thought to himself trying to drown out the noise the two were generating in their fight. Several minutes had passed and the shouting had died down into an uncomfortable silence. Everyone sat uneasy, slowly eating their food. Riken leaned forward and pulled the bowl of mashed potatoes towards him to get a second serving. The bowl slid across the table making an obnoxious noise that attracted everyone attention. Ivan’s gaze turned to him. His eyes slightly squinted while he tried to figure out who this boy was. “Who is he, brother?” Ivan asked. “No one you need worry yourself about brother.” He responded while keeping his eyes on his plate to try and curb his brother’s curiosity. Ivan watched the boy curiously, analyzing everything about him. Riken tried to avoid eye contact with him and kept his eyes on his plate shoveling in food to keep busy. He knew he was watching and it made him very uncomfortable, but he kept pretending not to notice. He didn’t want to spark another argument between the two brothers. Ivan’s gaze slowly veered off him and back onto his plate. Time past and no one said a word. Everyone was finishing up their last plate when the emperor rested his silverware onto his plate and cleared his throat to gain everyone’s attention. “Once you’re are finished. Leave” He said staring at his brother. “I’m fully aware” he responded with a mouth full of half-chewed food. “Good” The emperor said pushing his chair back and standing to depart. Riken took a quick look around to see what the others were doing. The emperor’s sentinels stood with him. Riken quickly finished his last bite of food and followed. As he stood, his sight turned and met Ivan’s for the first time. They locked eyes. Ivan had a very displeased look on his face. Riken quickly turned away and followed the emperor closely. They left through the same door they came in and back into the corridor. They made their way back into the main hall. The emperor turned to Riken. “Why don’t you go on ahead to your room and begin packing. I have a few things I need to take care of before I can see you off.” He told him. Riken nodded his head in agreement and turned and began walking away from the group who continued off to the High Council chambers. Riken made is way over to the left-hand side of the main hall in the corner. The spiral staircase led down to the lower chambers of the palace. He paused at the top and turned around to look at the chamber. The many banners hanging down from the ceiling. Each having a different symbol to represent the different noble houses across Eborros that united to form the kingdom. The long red and gold runner that ran from the entryway of the chamber all the way up to the throne where the emperor conducts business with the town’s people. Torches that were spread evenly around the room lit it with a warm glow and a welcoming warmth. He took this all in one last time before he turned and proceeded down the stairs ever round until he reaches the lower level were his temporary room was located. He walked down the hall until he came to his room. He lifted the lever and pushed open his door reviling his room. His clothes and things scattered around. He took a deep breath and began to gather everything up. From one side of the room to the other he picked up and packed everything into a small rut sack and a backpack that was given to him by one of the sentinels as a sign of friendship and respect. He picked his clothes and knick-knacks up he had collected over the years and placed them inside. Before he knew it, he was finished. For he did not have many things to pack. He had finished and turned to head out of the room when he bumped into the emperor just outside his door. “Leaving without saying goodbye eh?” He asked teasingly. “No, I was just on my way to find you and tell you I was heading out.” Riken responded quickly. The emperor laughed. “I am just teasing you Riken. I only have a little bit and wanted to make sure I said my goodbyes before you left. It’s going to be tough you know? Bayard isn’t going to be easy on you just because I recommended you to him. In fact, it might be tougher because I did.” He told him. He placed his hand on Riken’s shoulder. “But I know you will do well. I can see within you a power you have yet yourself discovered. I know it seems cliché but it’s true.” He followed up. He pats his shoulder twice and took a quick breath. “Right then. I’d better be off. The High council seems to be in a frizz today. Not that they couldn’t handle thing they just don’t want too. Rather have me do it. Saves them the trouble of making people mad.” He told Riken in a humorous tone. He turned and began walking away but paused at the bottom of the stairs. He turned to look over his left shoulder. “Good luck Riken.” he said then proceeded up the stairs. Riken watched him leave then turned back to see his room. He took one more look around before leaving himself. He went up the stairs and through the great hall once again. He walked down the stones step towards the cobblestone road to wait for the carriage. He nodded his head at the guards at the entrance and they nodded back. He walked up and stood at the end where the palace walkway met the road. He looked around and could see the driver was late. The wind blew again. This time it wasn’t cold it was cool, nice. He was too eager to notice anyway. All he could think about what was to come for him. He was leaving his childhood behind and become what he had always wanted. A Knight of Eborros. Suddenly he heard the sound of wheels on stone. His ride was here.

 


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