Chapter 1
Surprise, surprise
Liam lay back in his wooden seat, observing all the members of the Honorable Sword and the scrolls that littered the long table. Marcus will be chosen, definitely.
The opponent who had already won was sitting erect as a poker in his seat, garbed in gray robes, looking alert. His dark eyes shown with determination.
Liam ran his hands through his short night black hair as the leader of the Honorable Sword seated himself. William scratched his eyebrow with his thumb, looking harried. "Liam will be taking Rhen."
Liam felt sure he hadn't heard correctly. There were a few murmurs of approval, and then Marcus banged his fist on the table, looking furious.
"WHAT do you mean Liam?" he asked loudly, glaring at William.
"Liam has qualities you don't, that make him the perfect companion for Rhen," said William nervously.
Marcus stood up, knocking his chair to the ground, and stormed out of the room.
There were exasperated sighs. The corner of Liam's mouth turned up in a smile. William was in for a gigantic explosion with Marcus afterwards.
"Now we will proceed to the priests of Morion..." said William, looking like he would rather be dead.
Liam zoned out. This was for the religious among them, him absent. He looked around the high-ceilinged, oak-paneled room. The walls were lined with paintings of battle scenes and large maps. One painting depicted a crowd of men in gray robes sitting at a long rectangular table, poring over scrolls and maps with one man standing at the head of the table, looking majestic.
It was identical to the scene Liam was in, except the faces was different and William looked anything but majestic. He looked like a mouse who had been given power over a pride of lions.
Liam took to studying the faces of each of the members of the Honorable Sword. The discussion continued for a while longer, then William declared the meeting adjourned, and called Liam to him.
"I am flattered you have chosen me," said Liam, smiling playfully as he approached his leader.
"As well you should be," answered William, looking distracted. He rubbed the back of his blond hair. "Marcus is going to kill me."
"You'd better not go anywhere alone," said Liam.
"I know. Anyway, here is the map to the Elves of the Moon, I marked all the quickest routes for you. Try to hurry. And here is a letter for her grandparents," said William, handing the articles to Liam as he spoke.
"The poor girl will get a great shock," said Liam as he put the items in a satchel he had brought, and exited the meeting room.
