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Revision of Chapter Two

Note

Sorry about the delay in Chapter Two.  I have been busy with work but here is Chapter Two and I have also written more today.  I added a lot of content and changed some.

Chapter Two

When Alexander woke up in the morning Kat was already up and dressed, polishing his armor.  His sword lay on his bed, freshly polished.  Either he was really ambitious or had something to hide; Alexander didn’t know which one yet but he had the feeling that it wasn’t something bad, Kat was good people.  Alexander quickly polished his armor and got dressed.  As a pair they headed down to the practice fields where their first class was to be held.  Arriving at the practice fields Alexander and Kat joined in with the rest of the pages who were told to do laps by a waiting instructor who was average height with short black hair and medium skin.  Alexander figured that this first instructor would be their combat and fitness instructor.

For the first half of the run Kat kept up with the rest of the group fine but at about half way through he started to slow and fall to the back of the group.  Alexander slowed down to run next to Kat. It would lessen his speed on the run but Alexander had always been taught to help your friends is to be an inspiring leader.  Plus he didn’t want to go through page school with a partner who envied that Alexander could out preform him.

Alexander had practiced running when he was living with his father.  Every morning he would go out and run with the King’s Guard who were required to maintain their physical prowess.  They were also the only knights that had a mandatory retirement age, once a member of the King’s Guard turned fifty they were either retired or sent to work somewhere else.  The majority of the time they were retired, working for the king was a long and tiring job.  The knights who worked for the king had to protect him against any attacks and constantly put their lives at risk for the king.  When the king travelled he would have at least two of his own guards with him who would discretely scout ahead, watch for enemies and even test his food.

“Why are you slowing down Kat?”  Alexander asked, trying to add a tone of concern to his voice so that Kat didn’t think he was being mean to him.

“I am not sure I was ready for this.”  Kat said, panting.  “I can do the fighting; I can do the reading, but the running. .. that is another story.”

“Come on, you can do it.”  Alexander encouraged.

Kat’s speed picked up just enough to pass the next person and hold his speed.  The two came in tied third to last in the run, and while it was not officially a race Alexander knew that the instructor was using it to decide who was going to stay and who was not.

“Good run boys, let’s talk for a minute while you cool off from the run.  My name is Sir Ivan, I have been a knight for twenty four years.  I have studied fighting and weapons for a big chunk of that time.  I have gone from here to several of the other continents studying from masters.  If anyone decides to try and deceive any of the instructors I will be able to tell, I didn’t get around where I didn’t belong not knowing how to deceive people and ever since I started teaching here I have caught page after page hiding something from an instructor.  Most of the time it is leaving the school without permission, don’t try it.  Now we are going to start the combat training with fighting with our hands.  Later on we will learn with different types of weapons.

Hand to hand combat is the most important training a knight will ever receive.  What happens if you drop your sword in the middle of battle?  You fight your way out with your hands; by far you are more likely to survive losing your sword if you know how to fight with your hands.  Also there are more classes than just fighting that come along with learning how to use a sword.  You need to learn how to polish your sword since it is different than polishing your armor, it would be a shame for you to cut yourself, and you also need to learn how to sharpen your blade.  Weapons other than swords require you to be in tip top shape and the way you boys ran out there there is no question that you need more condition before you learn how to fight with weapons like axes or maces.  Let’s put Alexander in the ring with… you.”  Sir Ivan said, and then pointed to another page.

The boy that Sir Ivan pointed to had short blond hair, grey eyes, and was of average height.  He had a look on his face that showed that he was not Alexander’s biggest fan.  Jumping into the arena the boy that Sir Ivan had pointed at turned towards Alexander who followed him into the arena and squared himself off.  Alexander got the impression that his opponent was an eager page but was also eager to show Alexander up, for if he did that he would be best friends with all of those pages who didn’t like the King’s son.

“I am Oliver.”  Alexander’s opponent said through his teeth ready to fight.

As Alexander courteously tried to shake Oliver’s arm, like any man who believed in being honorable would, but Oliver threw a sucker punch at Alexander’s stomach.  Alexander bent over from the sudden pain and Oliver punched him in his face making his nose drip blood.  The punch snapped Alexander’s brain back into functioning and he stood up, putting his hands up to guard his face.  He couldn’t believe that he had offered a friendly gesture and another page had pushed it back in his face.

Oliver came in for another punch to the stomach but this time Alexander was ready for him, he grabbed Oliver’s wrist.  Twisting Oliver’s hand he kicked at the lower part of Oliver’s leg trying to knock Oliver off balance and to the ground but missed.  Alexander released Oliver’s wrist and stepped back.  This time Alexander went on the offensive feigning a punch to Oliver’s stomach but doing a reverse back fist to Oliver’s face.  The fist made contact and there was a small cracking noise, Oliver’s nose now started bleeding too.  Alexander couldn’t help but smile a bit, hurting people you were supposed to be training with was not the goal but it felt like he had finally scored one for his honor.  When Oliver had been winning most of the pages had been rooting for him.  Now that Alexander was winning though the only voices he heard was Kat’s, the loudest, and a couple of people from the table he had eaten lunch and breakfast at.

As he stood there in the arena waiting for Oliver to shake of the shock of the fight completely turning against him, Alexander thought about how the other pages might not warm up to him right away because he was the king’s orphan son.  Not a pure blood royal.  He planned to change everyone’s opinion of him by proving his ability as a knight.

“Enough.  Everyone break into twos and practice fighting.” Sir Ivan boomed, finally deciding it was time to start the fight.  The pages had obviously taken the practice fight from a practice to a fight to way for the two pages to try and show off.  Alexander wished the fight had started off with some honor so that he would be able to get a little more respect for his fighting abilities.  “Split up and practice fighting.  Oliver of Loastly go to the healers and get that fixed.”

“Sir, I am fine.”  Oliver said.

“A page that is too distracted by an injury does me no good.  It also does me no good to have a knight who is acting cocky.”  Sir Ivan said with the tone that he used Alexander, and probably everyone else, could tell that Sir Ivan thought that Oliver’s behavior with the prince was undesirable.  Oliver didn’t argue. Everyone knew that you do not argue with an instructor at page school, it was a great way to get kicked out.

The first year pages split up and practiced fighting in pairs.  Alexander paired off with Kat who fought well and was surprisingly strong for his small frame.  Sir Ivan went around from arena to arena correcting people and giving people challenges.  When he reached Alexander and Kat’s arena he didn’t say anything for a while, he just watched.

“You Alexander will have a lot to prove.”  Sir Ivan finally said then walked away.  Boy did Alexander already know that.

Not long after Sir Ivan walked away then class ended with the sound of a loud bell.  The pages had thirty minutes before the next bell rang and they had to be in their next class.  Alexander and Kat walked off to their room and changed into fresh tunics and pants, Kat doing so in the washroom.  They left their dirty clothes in a basket at the door.  A maid would come by later and pick them up to be cleaned, the pages came from royalty plus they had busy days, washing clothes isn’t something they had time for.  Plus being a servant in Parthi was not as bad of a thing as being a servant in any other kingdom.  King Ethan’s father King Lott had instituted a minimum wage, when King Lott had died Alexander’s father had raised the minimum wage a little.  This was a significant thing for the kingdom as it made sure that there were far less pore people than there had been before King Lott’s reign.

Alexander didn’t know why they had been told to bring their swords to class because they had not even used them and apparently they wouldn’t be for a while.

“Why did you change in the washroom?”  Alexander asked Kat with curiosity in his voice.

“I just prefer to, I don’t like sharing a room.”  Kat said obviously not wanting to talk about the subject.

“You don’t have to be shy.”  Alexander assured Kat, pushing the subject.

“I told you, I don’t like sharing a room.  I am not shy.  We only just meant yesterday.”  Kat said, leaving the room

That was true, Alexander thought, he knew some of the other pages but not all of them.  Being the king’s son sometimes he had to sit in court when important enough visitors came.  And even than he didn’t really know them, he had met some of them a couple times and his father had talked about some of their families.

Alexander grabbed a small bag the size of a very large book and left the room following Kat.  Kat carried a similar bag that was far more warn.  Alexander did not completely know why the bag was worn, Kat’s family made a fair amount of money by running some of the biggest lumber industry in the kingdom.  Most of their money though went towards working on the city and paying loans from years ago.  Chesire was a fairly new city; it was only about seventy years old.

“So why do you think we were told to bring our swords to class this morning?”  Alexander asked once he had caught up with Kat.

“Isn’t it obvious?”  Kat asked with a bit of sass in his voice.

“No.”

“They want us to get used to keeping our swords with us all the time.  As knights we will be required to carry them with us all over to protect those in trouble.”  Kat answered.  Alexander guessed it made since, the sword added some weight to one’s belt and dragged behind them as they walked.  Maybe he would see the advantage of it once they were working in the field.

When they got to the classroom Alexander found a couple of spots open next to Philip from breakfast.  Philip waved at Alexander and Kat.  Kat sat behind Alexander while Alexander sat next to Philip.  Out of the bags they produced parchment, a fountain pen, and an ink well.  Taking the lids off the ink wells and tapping their pens on the side of the well after dipping them in the ink to make sure there was not too much ink on them they were ready for class.

A short older man in instructor’s clothes came in and sat behind the desk in the front of the room.  The man set his spectacles on his slightly crooked nose and wiped a hand through his short white hair.  He looked like he had not seen battle in quite a while, looked more like a scholar than a warrior.  Which, thinking, Alexander guessed he kind of was.  There were other schools in the kingdom and the teachers at those schools were not required to continue doing what they taught.  All though in some ways not as many lives depend on the other schools’ students as they did at page school, the other schools taught things like alchemy, architecture, and history.

“I am Sir Kaunt.  Welcome to first year tactics instruction.”  Said the instructor in a monotonous tone that seemed to drone on.  The only reason Alexander was going to be able to pay attention in Sir Kaunt’s classes was the fact that he wanted to learn tactics, how to plan and strategize, it was the only thing he hadn’t been taught while living at King’s Castle.

Alexander and Kat sat through the class.  It was completely boring.  Alexander hoped that that was only because it was the first day of class and didn’t have any knowledge to connect to the class with.  The rest of the day was more classes.  After tactics class they had customs class, and language class.  Each class was taught by a different instructor but they were equally as boring as the first one.  The classes would change a little bit every half year, there weren’t enough customs to take up three years of instructions let alone one.  Also classes like languages had the same problem, only two other continents spoke different languages, and they didn’t need to be fluent only know the basics.  When fighting with another country you did not need to know how to have a polite conversation.  The only time they would need to know how to conversate with people is when they were trying to blend in.  Typically knights didn’t participate in spy missions though because they weren’t trained in spying, those knights and soldiers who participated in spy missions got special training at various schools around the continent on how to fit in, continued language classes and concealment.  Plus the only continent they were on shaky grounds with was Altrea, and they spoke the same language just with a different accent.  Like a couple of other continents Altrea had been founded by people who had left Parthi around five hundred ninety years ago.

After the last bell, that signaled the day was over all of the pages headed to the dining hall for dinner.  Alexander grabbed food and found his two friends at a table in the far corner of the dining hall.  The room wasn’t too big, in total there were fewer than two hundred pages.  At the table that was big enough for eight there was one new page that Alexander had not met yet that was within his talking distance and wasn’t acting like Alexander was a disease.

“Alexander, this is Kelly of Holrand.”  Said Kat, referring to a boy of medium height with black hair and green eyes.

Kelly stood up and he and Alexander shook arms.  Alexander sat down in the empty seat next to Kat.  The group talked through dinner then went back to their rooms.  When they got back to their room Kat slammed the door and turned to face Alexander with an angry look in his eyes.

“Why the hell were you pulling your punches and going easy on me?”  Kat yelled at Alexander.

“You are smaller than me, I wanted to keep it a fair fight on the first day.”  Alexander answered.

“I do not need any special treatment from you.”  Kat said still angry.

“Then you won’t get it anymore.  I didn’t want anyone to see you get defeated by me.  It is our first day and that wouldn’t go over well.”

Just then the door started to rattle.  The door didn’t lock so someone was just pounding on it.

“Come on out little prince.”  Oliver’s voice called teasingly.

“Lean up against the door.”  Alexander whispered with a tone of urgency.

Alexander and Kat leaned up against the door so that Oliver and his friends could not open the door.  As they sat there the door continued to rattle so Kat and Alexander just continued to lean up against it.

“Fine maybe I won’t give you any special treatment in fighting if you do something with me in return.”  Alexander suggested.

“What could I possibly do for you?  And do you really think this is the best time to continue that conversation?””  Kat asked.

“Do you have any better ideas of what to talk about right now?  And I think my proposal might please you.  Do some extra running with me.  Sneak out in the mornings, stretch and run.”

“You are asking that while we sit against the door?”  Kat asked.

“Can you think of a better time to ask that here?”

“No, and it can’t hurt that much.  Why not? Let’s just make sure that no one sees you helping me, if they do I might not live it down.”

“Okay, not tomorrow morning though, starting the day after.”  Alexander said, as he closed his eyes, propping his feet against the floor to keep himself there if he fell asleep.  And sleeping was sounding like a good idea to Alexander right about now.  The first day was definitely long and it was going to start all over again tomorrow.

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Chapter One Revision 2

Forenote

I have just finished editing chapter one.  There are many reasons for the changes I have made, from wanting to add more detail to making the plot line mesh with changes I have made as my writing pushes forward.  These pages are likely to be the final edit I do of the first chapter.  Feel free to read it and stay tuned for more posts tonight when I get back from work.

The Content

Dear Alexander, son of Ethan, King of Parthi,

 

I am writing today to inform you that you have been accepted into the kingdom’s page school.  You are expected to arrive at the academy on June 1st.  Showing up late will be grounds for dismissal.  Your first classes will begin the following day.

Please read the bottom part of the letter for the list of things to bring.  If you have any questions feel free to ask any knight of the kingdom or send a raven back.

Either way we expect a raven from you no later than May 1st.  Enjoy your life as a page and best of luck to you.

 

Sincerely,

Lord Julius

Headmaster and Evaluator, Parthi Page School

 

As Alexander read the letter that had arrived for him via raven he realized he finally had what he wanted; his dad had requested that the kingdom’s page school take him on as a page and they had agreed.  He was about to take his first step on the path to becoming a knight.  Since Alexander was old enough to walk and talk he had wanted to become a knight, he feared that since he wasn’t truly royal blood he wouldn’t be allowed to become one.  He should have known all along that his father would never let his dream be crushed.

Alexander was King Ethan’s adopted son, an orphan found on the castle gates one morning twelve years ago.  No one knows why the king decided to take Alexander in but he did, naming him the heir to the throne if no one else was there to take it.    King Ethan had one son of his own who was fifteen years older than Alexander, who because he was older, took seniority in taking the throne.  That was fine by Alexander though, he wasn’t trying to become king just a knight so he could see the lands and help people.

The queen had died several years before the king had found Alexander at the castle gates.

Alexander was a tall and well-built for twelve.  He had long black hair that went midway down his back.  Alexander had been growing his hair out for a while.   His hair completely contrasted against his pale white skin.  Some people didn’t think that Alexander’s skin was natural.  Not many people in Parthi had light skin and dark hair.  Most had a mild tone skin from the summer sun and the years of having lived in the kingdom where agriculture was a big part of their life.  His bright blue eyes furthered that contrast and also furthered some people’s dislike of him.  King Ethan was a little below average height and had white hair and a white beard, his brown eyes were caring and showed compassion to all of his people.  Erith, King Ethan’s son and Alexander’s brother by adoption, was just a little bit taller than King Ethan and had blonde hair and a clean shaven face.  His brown eyes were nowhere near as strong as his father’s, but Alexander was pretty sure the look would come in time.  Erith had just finished page school and was starting his squireship but when he became a knight he would be assigned to the court and become King of Parthi when their father died.

The one group of people that Alexander felt most comfortable with was the servants and warriors.  No one knew where Alexander had come from and because of that most people didn’t consider him royalty.  This made his life in the castle unusual because he got to train with all sorts of warriors on how to fight, the king’s guard, city guard, and even foot soldiers from the army.

 

Alexander walked into the two floor stone building that was Parthi’s page school.  He had his bag on his back and his acceptance letter on his arm, he felt proud but he also felt nervous for he didn’t want to let his father down.  As he walked down the hall second and third year pages took steps to the side of the hallway.  Alexander did not even think Twice about the actions of the other pages, as part of the royal family he was used to such treatment wherever he went in the kingdom.

“Pages, Little Alexander here is another one of you after today.  Do not stand aside for him or give him any other special treatment that you would a member of the Royal Family.  It took his brother a bit of time to learn that so if he asks for special treatment, do not give it to him.”  A big booming voice that was moving towards him down the hall said.

A big bulky man in a black tabard with a red eagle on it walked up to Alexander.  The headmaster of the page school, Lord Julius, was so big that he took up most of the hallway; there was no way Alexander was going to be able to get passed him without talking to him.  It was questionable as to why he was still leading the page school.  Alexander had heard stories that Lord Julius could move extremely fast when he needed too.  Stories were something you heard a lot of from both people who had been to the page school and people that had attended it.  It was frowned upon in Parthi to talk about any specific training knights would get so instead when asked about the school knights and visitors would give stories about pranks, shenanigans or instructors.  Some of the stories were true, others were not.

“You Mr. Alexander are in room twenty-two.”  Julius said.  “You will be living with Page Kat.  Such a weird name for a boy.”

“Yes my lord.”  Alexander replied.

“Drop your bag off in there and meet the rest of your class in the dining hall.”

Alexander walked down the hall until he found a door with a twenty-two written on the chalkboard outside.  Every door looked the same as the next one. Alexander had heard that this was part of a training technique, if you made all of the rooms the same than no one person would feel any different from the person standing next to him.  That way every student at the school would feel like they were getting the same training.  From the way Lord Julius had talked to Alexander already he got the idea his training wasn’t going to be quite the same as everyone else’s.  He opened the door and found a boy all most the same height as him with long brown hair and deep green eyes.

“Hello, my name is Kat.”  Said the boy standing in the room as he held out his arm for an arm shake.

“Alexander.”  Alexander returned the arm shake.

“I know who you are Alexander.  I don’t think there is anyone at this school who doesn’t know who you are.  I hope you are ready to lose your hair.”  Kat said.

“I am ready.  I have been waiting to go to this school for as long as I remember.  If parting with my hair is what it takes I can do it.”

“Then let’s go.  Wouldn’t want to keep Lord Julius waiting, the way he seems to like you.”  Kat said, leading the way not knowing that after this point the two would be connected for the rest of their lives.

 

 

When they arrived at the dining hall Alexander and Kat were surrounded by the other 46 new pages.  Alexander attracted more than a few stares and by the looks on some of the faces he got the idea that he wasn’t quite welcome here.  His father had warned him that the other pages might not be happy because they had let someone who wasn’t really royal blood into the school.  At least as far as everyone knew, since Alexander didn’t know his father.  It was kind of ironic really because it just meant that Alexander would have to work harder to prove himself worthy of being knighted a protector of the kingdom.

A few of the older pages stood around, Alexander guessed the older pages were waiting for the same thing that they were, Lord Julius.  They didn’t have long to wait, not five minutes after they had arrived in the dining hall Lord Julius walked in with six other adults, all dressed in knights attire like Lord Julius but instead of gold belt buckle theirs were silver.  Indicating that they were only knights and not lords, in other words they didn’t own enough land to be given a second title on top of being a knight. This uniform was only for the school though, outside of the school knights wore what was appropriate for what they were doing and also what the knights of their own land had worn for years.  There is also a difference between owning land and standing to inherit land, many knight’s families owned land but they did not personally own land so they did not get the title of lord.

“Welcome to Knight School.  You are about to begin your life as a page.  For the next three years you will learn what it takes to be a knight.  Some of you will not make it.  For it will be a long and hard three years.  We want only those here who are suited to be knights, therefore suited to fight, lift, and run.”  Alexander could have sworn that Lord Julius looked right at him and that he heard Kat groan..  “You will learn to fight, plan, ride, and act like a Knight. You will also go through extreme physical conditioning so that you a ready to perform on the battle field and be able to lift your weapon in the first place.  You are to do as your seniors and teachers tell you.  Anyone in this room breaks the rules and I will hear about it, resulting in the rule breaker not being with us for that much longer.

“Now it’s time that you all looked like knights.  Those of you with long hair line up over there with Page Jeffery to get your hair cut.  The rest of you line up with Pages Kellen and Eli to get your clothes, arms, and armor.  All of your armor will be polished by you for your first year.  I expect you to know how to do it.  After that, polishing your armor is not a worry for a knight.  It is a worry for a knight’s servant to fret over.  Now go.”

Again Kat led the way and Alexander followed to the line where people with long hair were getting their hair cut.  Kat had a lot of energy and a smile that wouldn’t go away.  As Alexander’s hair was cut off he felt different, he had been growing his hair out for the last five years, losing it was almost like losing an arm.  Kat on the other hand appeared to be having no problem losing all of his hair.  At least he appeared to have no problem with it on the outside.

When Alexander was done getting his hair cut he went over to the pages handing out gear.  He was handed three white tabards, black belt, an ordinary sword, a bag of polish equipment, a set of chainmail, and a helmet.  Pages were not given plate armor until their second year, and the rest of the clothes they had brought themselves.  Pages were provided with gear that they would use while training at the page school.  At the end of page school they could decide to keep the gear if they wanted but if they did it would show poorly upon not only the knight but the family that the knight was a part of because it showed that the knight’s family could not afford anything better than gear that was used for years before the page who was taking it had been issued the gear.  The idea behind using a standard set of gear was the same as the idea behind having all of the rooms the same, it kept pages feeling equal.  Alexander walked back to his room.  According to the letter he had received training would not start until tomorrow, him and Kat would have some time to talk before classes started.  Alexander wanted to get to know his partner for the rest of his life as a page and beyond.

 

 

Kat was back in the room by the time Alexander got back.  The room was nothing special, there was a bed on either side with a curtain and on the wall opposite the entry there was a door to the washroom.  The washroom was just a toilet, wash basin and a tub to wash one’s self in.  The tub had to be filled by water from one of the servants when one of the pages requested it and had enough free time.  Twenty years ago the major cities had sewers installed that washed out twice a day by water reserves.  Rooms at the school were not made for comfort; they were made as places just to sleep.  Alexander found out exactly how much this was true when he lay back in the bed to test it and found it was almost rock hard.

As pages Alexander and Kat were expected to spend all of their free time studying or preparing their gear.  After laying out all of their gear and unpacking the boys went off to the dining hall for dinner.  Dinner at the dining hall was served mess hall style, trainees brought their plates up to a counter and the counter would give them meat, vegetables, and a piece of bread.  At first it looked like everyone was getting the same amount of food but then Alexander realized that some people were getting more food than others.  After taking a good hard look at all those he noticed getting more food he realized what they had in common, they were all from families that had more money.  If they were paying off the people who were handing off food why did they give Alexander such a hard time when he wasn’t paying anyone off and had every intention of participating fully in the school?  Alexander had no idea.

Once they had their food Alexander and Kat took seats at a table with a bunch of other first year pages.  Some of them gave Alexander dirty looks when they thought he wasn’t looking.  He hoped these looks would stop, it’s not like he wanted to be out of the normal.  He just wanted to become a knight.  Maybe once he had been a knight for a knight for a little while Alexander would look into making spots available in the school for people who were not of royal blood just so that others like him could get the same chance he was getting.

“Hello Pri… I mean hello Alexander.  My name is Philip, son of Killian Lord of Monistel.  I am in room twenty-three along with Kelly.  Don’t worry about the other pages, they are just jealous.”  Said a short boy with short blonde hair who didn’t seem to mind talking to Alexander.  His hair lacked the marks of the knight’s barber so he had had short hair before he had arrived at the school.

“Hello Philip.  This is Kat, my roommate.”

“Hello Kat.”  Philip said cheerfully.

“My brother said the first day is the worst so if we get through tomorrow we should all be good.”  Alexander said.

As they ate they talked about what they thought they should expect over the next several years as pages.  Together they decided that they would not let each other drop out.  They had all had some training on how to fight but Alexander had the luck of learning from the King’s personal guard.  Thinking about it that way Alexander did have some experience that most of the other pages didn’t.

 

 

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Kingdom of Parthi

General Size

Large

Estimated Population

Twenty Million

Top Industries

Lumber and Stone

Location

In between Altrea across the ocean to the east and Sumnar across the ocean to the west.

 

Type of Government

Monarchy

Ruler

King Ethan Remijan of Parthi

Points of Interest

The Forest, King’s Castle, Southern Farmland, and Northern watch tower.

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Chapter Two Page One Revision One

When Alexander woke up in the morning Kat was already up and dressed, polishing his armor.  His sword lay on his bed, already polished.  Either he was really ambitious or had something to hide; Alexander didn’t know which one yet.  Alexander quickly polished his armor and got dressed.  As a pair they headed down to the practice fields where their first class was to be held.  When they got down to the practice fields a man of average height with short black hair and tanned white skin made them run around the arena in laps.  Alexander figured the first instructor was going to be their combat instructor.

For the first half of the run Kat kept up with the rest of the group fine but at about half way through he started to slow and fall to the back of the group.  Alexander slowed down to run next to Kat. It would lessen his speed on the run but Alexander had always been taught to help your friends is to be an inspiring leader.  Plus he didn’t want to go through page school with a partner who envied that Alexander could out preform him.

“Why are you slowing down Kat?”  Alexander said.

“I am not sure I was ready for this.”  Kat said, panting.  “I can do the fighting; I can do the reading, but the running.”

“Come on, you can do it.”  Alexander encouraged.

Kat’s speed picked up just enough to pass the next person and hold his speed.  The two came in tied third to last in the run, and while it was not officially a race Alexander knew that the instructor was using it to decide who was going to stay and who was not.

“Good run boys, my name is Sir Ivan.  Now we are going to start the combat training with fighting with our hands.  Later on we will learn with different types of weapons.”  The instructor said.  “Let’s put Alexander in the ring with… you.”

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Chapter Two Page Six

“No, and it can’t hurt that much.  Why not?”

“Okay, not tomorrow morning though, starting the day after.”  Alexander said, as he closed his eyes, propping his feet against the floor to keep himself there if he fell asleep.  Which was sounding like a good idea to Alexander right about now.  The first day was definitely long.

 

Thank you for coming back to read the second chapter!  I really appreciate your interest in my book.  I will post on my blog as soon as I have a published version.

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Chapter Two Page Five

“Why the hell were you pulling your punches and going easy on me?”  Kat yelled at Alexander.

“You are smaller than me, I wanted to keep it a fair fight.”  Alexander answered.

“I do not need any special treatment from you.”  Kat said.

“Then you won’t get it anymore.  I didn’t want anyone to see you get defeated by me.  It is our first day and that wouldn’t go over well.”

Just then the door started to rattle.  The door didn’t lock so someone was just pounding on it.

“Come on out little prince.”  Came Oliver’s voice.

“Lean up against the door.”  Alexander whispered with a tone of urgency.

Alexander and Kat leaned up against the door so that Oliver and his friends could not open the door.  The door continued to rattle so Kat and Alexander just continued to lean up against it.

“Fine maybe I won’t give you any special treatment in fighting if you do something with me in return.”  Alexander suggested.

“What could I possibly do for you?”  Kat asked.

“Do some extra running with me.  Sneak out in the mornings, stretch and run.”

“You are asking that while we sit against the door?”  Kat asked.

“Can you think of a better time to ask that here?”

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Chapter Two Page Four

Alexander grabbed a small bag the size of a very large book and left the room with Kat.  Kat carried a similar bag that was far more warn.  Alexander did not complete know why it was warn, Kat’s family had plenty of money, they just didn’t leave their island land often.  When they got to the classroom Alexander found a couple of spots open next to Philip from breakfast.  Philip waved at Alexander and Kat.  Kat sat behind Alexander while Alexander sat next to Philip.  Out of the bags they produced parchment, a fountain pen, an ink well, and an ink paper to make sure there was not excess ink on the pen.

A short older man in instructor’s clothes came in and sat behind the desk in the front of the room.  The man set his spectacles on his slightly crooked nose and wiped a hand through his short white hair.  He looked like he had not seen battle in quite a while.

“I am Sir Kaunt.  Welcome to first year tactics.”  Said the instructor.

Alexander and Kat sat through the class.  It was completely boring.  The rest of the day was more classes.  After tactics class they had customs class, and language class.  Each class was taught by a different instructor but they were equally as boring as the first one.

 

 

After the last bell, that signaled for the day was over all of the pages headed to the dining hall for dinner.  Alexander grabbed food and found his two friends at a table in the far corner of the dining hall.  The room wasn’t too big, in total there were 96 pages.  At the table there was one new page that Alexander had not met yet.

“Alexander, this is Kelly of Holrand.”  Said Kat, referring to a boy of medium height with black hair and green eyes.

Kelly stood up and him and Alexander shook arms.  Alexander sat down in the empty seat next to Kat.  The group talked through dinner then went back to their rooms.  When they got back to their room Kat slammed the door and turned to face Alexander.

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