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Elf Son
Chapter 1
Leafmin could barely contain his excitement. He was going on a quest All the way to the Elven realm too. Hundreds of questions were buzzing around in his head, the answers of which, he knew his noble king would answer. Walking through the marble hallway, Thomas giddily greeted a friend and fellow commander, Boone, a tall man with dark skin, and pale blue eyes.
“Good morning Boone.” Thomas said with a cheery smile. “How are things in the kingdom?”
“Oh, I guess it’s fine, although there is still some cleaning up to do on our southern boarder. Boone mildly replied.”
“Why, what happened?”
“I don’t know. I think there was a riot from one of the local towns or something. Shaeb just told me to be here this morning when the king was finished talking to you. Can you come and tell me when you’re done. I’ve still got to do this one checkup on our castle defenses. I think that the king has been getting a little superstitious since the murder of his old hag of an advisor.”
“I actually like his last assistant better than the one he has now. I just don’t trust Shaeb.”
“Nonsense, Shaeb is a great advisor. At least he does his job.”
“Well, I guess. Well, I’ve got to go know or else I’ll be late for my meeting with Namad. Although, I will try to talk to you before my quest, but I really can’t make any guarantees.”
“Good luck, Leafmin, I hope that you will do fine. I know you will.”
“Thank you, and farewell, Boone.”
Walking through the hallway, slapping his feet on the floor, he noticed the echoes of vague voices down the hall, coming from behind the corridor on the left. Thomas ventured there, and began to eavesdrop on the voices.
“I know, I know, Leafmin will not go. I will make sure of this.” Thomas could hear Shaeb whispering to an unknown voice.
“You should hope not.” The voice hissed. “Or else you will be punished. I have many worse punishments than anything that you will ever imagine. If you fail, you will be begging me to die.”
“Yes, sir.”
Shaeb began walking towards the door, exactly what Thomas was standing in front of. Resisting the urge to panic, he hid behind a full piece of armor, although one of his feet was sticking out. The door opened, and Shaeb came out. He glanced around, and then decided to continue walking towards the throne room.
It is amazing that nobody besides me notices that Shaeb different acquaintances than he should. I can’t believe that Namod doesn’t realize where Shaeb’s loyalty lies.
Thomas continued to the throne room.
“Welcome.” The king boomed as Thomas entered the room.
“Hello.” Thomas nervously replied. He had not been in the king’s presence for quite a while, he noticed, which is why his heartbeat had increased at such a rapid rate.
“Thomas, come and kneel in front of me.” Namod asked in a distracted tone. “As you know, I have no knights to spare, which is the majority of the reason that I am sending you. One of the other reasons is that you are one of the very few I can trust. You are very loyal. I hope you do well on this.”
Namod may have been a king, but he was in very good shape. He was muscular, sturdy, and only a slightly bit chubby. He was very similar in comparison to Thomas Leafmin. Leafmin, however, was only a young man around the age of 17. He knew very little of the kingdom matters, but tried to find out. He wasn’t entirely
naive, though. He knew enough to ask around, though. At least he tried.
During their conversation, Shaeb began walking into the room. Slithering up to the king, he sneered at Thomas.
“Oh, hello, Shaeb, I didn’t see you there. How are you doing? More importantly, how is my kingdom?”
“Everything is okay, although we have word that a couple demons were on the rampage over by Jehic.”
“Jehic? ” Exclaimed Thomas, “That’s in the elven realm. How did you get word of this?”
“I have my sources.” Shaeb said mysteriously.
Thomas glared at him. “Okay, fine. I admit. I sent a battalion of warriors in the elven realm. They saw Jehic. It was only because…”
“The king doesn’t need your stinking excuses, Shaeb ” Thomas hissed.
“Enough you two Shaeb was doing what he thought was right, Thomas, now leave him alone.”
“But I heard him talking to this one voice.”
“Thomas, worry about yourself. Now, listen. Thomas, you need to go to Saleb before you do anything else. There will be one of my own men meeting you there, and you will be given them at your disposal, to go into the elf realm. However, I will also give you an escort of two other squires to go through the dangerous wilderness.”
“Thank you. Will we go on horseback?”
“Yes, you will be given three of the finest horses in the stables.”
“Okay, then let us be off.”
“Not so fast You won’t be going anywhere, Thomas.” Shaeb snarled. He pulled out a knife.
“Shaeb ” Namod boomed, “What is the meaning of this? Put that away now ”
“I tire of your commands, my lord. I intend to cease them immediately.”
“What are you doing?” The king asked with a horror-struck expression on his face.
“You traitor ” Thomas screamed.
Shaeb smiled. He thrust the dagger into Namod’s belly. Namod dropped down, dead. A pool of blood was coming from his mouth. Thomas, shocked, hung his mouth wide open. “He died along with his kingdom. And you too will die, Thomas. You and the elves.” He snarled.
Thomas, dumbstruck, continued to stand where he was, his mouth still agape. However, when Shaeb pulled out his sword, Thomas was brought back to reality, and unsheathed his longsword, a large blade with a gilded handle, and a ruby on the end. He was stunned to see Shaeb pull out yet another sword, now wielding two.
Shaeb smiled again, the edges of his chapped lips pressing back on his pale, wrinkled face. Thomas winced, as Shaeb came charging at him. He heaved his sword at Shaeb’s head, although he easily blocked it. The two swords clashed, the ring echoing through the empty hallways of the castle.
What was that? It sounded like a sword fight. In the throne room? ? I’ve got to save the king Boone thought. He leapt off his chair, dropped his fork with a large scoop of mashed potato smothered on it (as he was not the neatest eater around) and started racing down the hallway to the throne room. His footsteps soon making a different echo.
Twirling his swords around, Shaeb clashed down his blades on Thomas, who barely blocked the blow. The they clashed again. In a lightning fast storm of blows, the two swords bashed together again and again. Thomas raised his sword up high, and prepared for a head blow, but Shaeb easily parried. While Thomas was recovering, Shaeb kicked him in the stomach, sending him back several feet. However, as Shaeb ran towards him to give the final blow, Thomas jumped off the ground and picked up his dropped swords. Shaeb, unprepared for the attack was cut across the arm. Blood was dripping from both the gash and Thomas’ sword. The sneaky advisor, however, responded with a fury of jabs and swings. Thomas, now on the defensive, barely dodged the attacks. Still, Shaeb continued with the strong blows and the agile sword maneuvers. Showing no signs of weakening, he definitely had the upper hand in the battle. Thomas, however was beginning to tire, and didn’t know how much longer he could keep up. Finally, Shaeb sliced a deep wound in Thomas’s hand. Thomas, screaming, let go of his jeweled sword, and gasped for breath. He ran as fast as he could to the throne. Shaeb charged after him, and Thomas had no place to run.
“Thomas Stop running, you little worm. Why did the king even assign you to go to the elven kingdom? Son that you can run away like a child?” Shaeb hissed. “You will die no matter what you do. Even if you do manage to escape my clutches, which won’t happen, you will still die. You can’t cheat death twice ”
“Twice?” Thomas panted.
“Yes twice, you fool Why do you think your parents are dead? I killed them of course. And I would have killed you to if that idiotic Boone hadn’t come along. Now, it is time that you repaid your debt for now, you will die ” Shaeb ran towards him, swing his swords around neatly.
“You killed them? ? AHHHHH ” Thomas ducked under the two blades swinging at him, raced toward them, and dove for his sword. “You are the one who will die, Shaeb. You will pay for what you did And I will be the one who makes you pay. Aargh ”
He grabbed his sword, and lunged at Shaeb. Shaeb parried the attack. However, Thomas was in a frenzy. He swung his sword continuously at Shaeb, who in a matter of seconds was on the ground, barely blocking his attacks. However, in his fury, Thomas failed to realize that Shaeb had rolled over and sprung onto his feet. He dragged his sword over to meet his. Again, the two swords slammed into each other. A skillful and elegant display of jabs and parries began. Shaeb began to show signs of weariness, however, Thomas’ rage continued. He dodge a lunge, and moved over to the side. He slashed at Shaeb’s hand. Shaeb was not nearly quick enough to withdraw his arm. He screamed when he saw it slashed off of his arm. Thomas, however, showed no mercy, and punched Shaeb in the face, knocking him backwards. He grabbed his sword and marched over to Shaeb, lifting his sword to give him the final blow.
“No, please ” Shaeb pleaded. “Don’t kill me ”
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t stab you in the heart. You are a traitor. You not only killed my parent, but also my king. Now you will die ”
At the same instant Thomas stabbed Shaeb in the heart, Boone came running into the room. His mouth was agape.
“Thomas, what have you done? ” Boone boomed, appalled at what he saw. “How could you? He trusted you ”
“I didn’t. I swear. Shaeb killed him ” Thomas stuttered in response. “I didn’t kill him.”
“I know what I saw.” Boone answered. “I saw you stab Shaeb. I saw...”
“You don’t know what you saw ”
“You traitor I wish I could call the guards to kill you now, but I can’t break the promise that I made with your parents. Leave, Thomas. Leave the kingdom You are banished Don’t make me regret this. Just leave ”
“But I...”
“Now ”
Thomas ran out the door of the throne room. He ran as fast as he could. Blood still dripping from his hand, he ran out of the palace doors as fast as he could. He didn’t dare to look back. He didn’t look back. He knew that he would never see his home again. Still, he ran.
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