Our outpost was on the west side of Castela. Vani was not pleased with this at all, as Kreg was attacking the east side. Honestly, I was very relieved that I would not have to fight so soon. Vani and the Tado brothers have had military exercise classes since they could hold a sword, but I only had two disastrous years of combat class! When we finally arrived it was already night, the first thing I noticed when leaving the carriage was the smell. Vegetable and lamb soup made on the fire. I hadn't eaten since morning and that smell was killing me. We were taken to what looked like a small town made of red and white huts. Men were running everywhere, forges were lit and armors were being polished. It seemed that all men had something to do. We were taken to a kind of improvised courtyard with benches made of logs and dirt. Finally, served with a bowl each of concentrated soup and a piece of meat on top. We had to use our hands(we were forced to wash them) to eat because the spoon hadn't

I've been riding for two days straight. I am not able to narrate with mere words The feeling of being in my place. It is agonizing. Every second that passes I am forced to use forces that I was not even aware of. But I need to continue. Not because it is an order from the king or because it is my duty. But why in my hands do I have a seed, small and delicate. Which can be a big and beautiful tree that will guide us all! I have the hope and the future in my hands and I cannot let it die. I can feel the suffering of my faithful companion. His trotting has been going slower, and I can feel his breathing faster and faster. He can't take much more, even though I sacrificed half of my supplies just for him. The little madam in my lap no longer laments his swing, and that only worries me more. I am far from being an example of a good mother. For the last time, I swear, I lightly press my partner's belly, we must be faster. Even tired, more exhausted than I would ever dream to be, he hears m

Welcome back, my invisible thoughts. If we go on to continue the story from where we stopped the summary need to be quick. I have a lot to tell you. Most importantly, I got mister bunny back. After an exhausting speech, I was finally released. From prisoner to guest, now I could finally wander freely. I was bathed by the maids in rot water and dressed in clean clothes. A white pyjama nightgown. Finally, in the place, I should have been from the beginning. Resting and enjoying my newest room as an honored guest. On a soft cotton bed … red like everything around me. My body is finally light, warm, and most importantly, finally clean! Sincerely, think about it. A mere child spends all his fortune travelling for two years without any comfort in poor lands. Just to save the enemy country because he knows it is the right to do. Does He receive a medal? No. He is locked up like a criminal and interrogated before the king himself! Well, at least I had my consultation with the king an

The reddish first rays of sunlight of the day finally reached the windowsill, illuminating the red pillows that covered almost the entire surface of the room. The cool morning breeze from the window refreshes my tiredness. If I lean over the window I can see the cold, black view of the solid walls. Slowly, the landscape beyond the walls is illuminated and reveals the hot and busy landscape of the capital of Castela, Camelot. An astonishing view as always. There is no painting I could hang on my wall that would compete with the view I have from this window. Smoke rises from the chimneys and the smell of freshly baked bread reaches me, renewing my energy. Just in time, I hear the familiar knocks on the wood coming from the open door. In front of my door, a slender woman with curly brown hair and a penetrating look was waiting for me. Dressed in the colors of the flag and holding a tray of freshly baked bread and fruit, she was someone I would trust my soul with if I could. — Good

I must confess, the king's idiocy bothered me so much, that for one day I was beside myself. Fortunately, baths serve not only to cleanse the body, but also the soul. The shame that had been eating away at me is now in the past. Plan A didn’t work, but deep down, I was already counting on it. Time to put Plan B into practice and if it still goes wrong, we have C. The way back was easy since it is still early. The city could stay like this forever. Quiet, dark, and pleasant. I was still a little confused when I got home. Completely relaxed, but still, something bothered me. It was the sight of Naukar that made me remember what had happened this morning. The breakfast was postponed (again) the instant I remembered it. I took out my notebook and started to leaf through my notes. They were abstract, but clear enough. I packed my little bag with everything I needed and left again. I need to catch up. Soon the sun will rise and honestly, I already had enough yesterday. Rômulo's offic