“Well we must get going now, I wish to reach my kingdom by nightfall and the road seems to be full of thieves.”

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Kirthanas gathered his stuff since he would live in Lord Remnit’s castle from now on. He looked out at the beautiful morning remembering the evil night. The fresh morning of the first day of his new life, a life without his dear mother and father nor his brothers and sisters. He already said his good-byes and his mother was in tears as was his father. He could not stand to face them again. He walked out the door tears of his own pain stinging his face. The only comfort he now felt was knowing he would be with his best friend forever. He knew he would see his family and visit often after a few years have passed and Gantan matured in his father’s eyes. Till then they will be only a memory. After taking the first step forward the pain grew greater and his heart seemed withered and alone.
His travel was boring as he finally reached his destination. The guards at the gate, knowing him since he was a child, had a warm conversation with him about the past a times that they only remembered, for Kirt was too young and elven years seemed like human months so little things were barely ever remembered. After many laughs the guards let him through and escorted him to the Great Hall. Upon arrival he was greeted with a friendly hug from Gantan and Lord Remnit himself. His pain seems to dwindle as he remembered his second home in this castle. Kirthanas had not been here for three years since his father had first become ill. Since then his sickness grew until now and his father couldn’t leave his bed for long. Lord Remnit expressed his inner most gratitude for Kirt’s help and told Kirt how he missed him. Lord Remnit then told Kirt of a great cleric that could most likely help his father. Kirt looked up astonished to hear this as he was trying to forget his family for the time.
“Yes, this great cleric has been seen by one of my men in the Great Mountains of Altefin. This was part of the reason I offered this job to you. Gantan wanted to go alone but I protested and since I hadn’t seen you in seemingly forever I thought of this wonderful way to surprise you. Don’t get me wrong all the previous arrangements stand and you will live in my castle as my son’s guardian, this is just a bonus. I will tell you more of this later when my friend Mercaitor arrives. I have sent for him to aid you on your first quest. Gantan show Kirt to his quarters and then prepare for dinner where we will finish our discussion.”
“Thank you, my lord”, Kirt expressed deeply.
“Think nothing of it; I know how much you care for your father since I haven’t seen you in years.” With that Kirt and Gantan exited the Great Hall. “I love that boy almost as much as my own son.” Remnit confessed to himself as he saw Kirt and his son leave.

“This is going to be great Kirt, you and me on a real adventure. Maybe we’ll encounter massive monsters or maybe even a dragon.”
“Gantan, a dragon would tear us limb from limb without a second thought.”
“Maybe us, but I hear this Mercaitor fellow is one of my fathers finest men. He probably could slay a dragon by himself.”
“Don’t be foolish. Dragons massacre armies by the minute, one man would last less then a second, if that.”
“Ah, your no fun, were is your sense of adventure.”
“Gone! Probably with the three years I was forced to lose my sense of immaturity.”
“You sound like my father, this will be a great adventure or else my father wouldn’t have sent for Mercaitor.”
“Wake up. He sent for Mercaitor for your added protection. He wants you to gain experiences and grow up. I’m going along because it is for my father and so you must travel with me.”
“I think it’s more like you have to travel with me.”
“True. Yet in case something does happen Mercaitor will probably be asked to lay down his life for you.”
“Please. I am a great fighter. Proven time and again.”
“Bull****! All you’ve had is training nothing more. Real life is so different.”
“Oh, like you’re one to talk.”
“Maybe not, but at least I’m being realistic.”
“****! I thought this was going to be fun.”
“Yeah and I used to think your father was wrong about you.” The two boys looked at each other realizing each other’s points. After a break of silence Gantan looked up realizing that Kirt was forced to grow up as he himself stayed as young as he was aloud to. In Kirt he saw what he must become, he saw what it takes for a kid to become an adult. The fighting ended there. Kirt continued.
“Look I shouldn’t have said that, but your seventeen now Gantan, you need to start facing reality. Still it isn’t your entire fault, you’ve been locked up in this castle for to long. When we return from this journey, no this adventure, your eyes will see the light, I’m sure of it.” As the final word left his mouth they parted to prepare for dinner.

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