บททั้งหมดของ A Knights revenge: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 3

"Your highness, all the horses are back in their stables for the night. Each stall has been cleaned, fresh water placed in all, and every horse brushed and fed," said Anthony, bowing to the mighty king that sat before him.George tapped his fingers against the arms of his golden throne. It was made of the finest metals from France, polished every day to maintain its elegant look. It matched the silver floors—so clean a person could see their own reflection in the tiles. Anthony's green eyes glared back into his soul as he looked down at the floor while he spoke to his trusty king.George sighed before speaking in a low, tired voice. "Good. That'll be all for tonight. I'll pass night duties to Lloyd." He was clearly bored and worn out from the previous long day.Anthony nodded and got to his feet. God, his shoes were worn out. A person would think living in a castle meant you'd have nice clothing... His hands were covered in dried mud, matching the spots on his sweater, pants, and boot

It wasn't silent. The breeze made the grass dance softly around his body, and the trees swayed gently along as they were scarcely scattered about the unfamiliar field in which he lay.Anthony's eyes blinked open slowly. He saw the night sky above him, the stars twinkled brightly, and the Milky Way coloured the normally plain dark sky. It was beautiful.He had seen this place before in his dreams. When he spent the nights in the cove gazing at the galaxy above, he saw the scene he was in now. It felt empty yet so full. He remembered imagining running through this field chasing after George, them tumbling down a hill and landing in each other's arms, and the little house they built to live in. Just the two of them in their perfect fantasy.He couldn't feel anything; he was numb. Anthony forced himself to challenge Solace in a sword fight... He was lost, but a sense of him felt at home. It was calm. He wasn't tense. He couldn't feel the wound of the blade in his torso. It was peaceful.W