El, My lord

CHAPTER 01; beginning.

"ahh...what was that! "a boy shouted, upon waking up from his deep sleep. quickly two guard's rushed in hastily, and started looking around the room actively with swords and spears, "what happened.., was there someone here, my lord" one of the guard's asked. " no,... I just had a bad dream. you can go" said, the young lord. the young lord went back to sleep softly. shortly after, he turned left to right.

sweating and breathing heavily, tossing and turning, in his big bed. till, he woke up again(sharply) shouting," father...!!"The two guards rushed into his room,(hastily).one of the guard then asked(highly concerned)," My lord, what happened, did someone try to break in" no, I wish to see the father. take me to his chambers" the young lord said,( trembling with fear). The two guards accompanied the young lord. it was midnight, and there was a full moon outside. it was quiet, way too quiet. something seemed queer of this quietness that befell the castle."huh..what's that," one of the guards. (exclaimed cautiously)As he stretched an arm in front of the young lord, quickly.

"don't touch me," the young lord said (rudely)as they were drawing nearer to the king's chambers," my lord, please stay behind. it's safer" the guard added. (he felt uneasy) and looked beside, finally noticed the heavy silence from the other guard and turned behind sharply. but there was no one there, the other guard was nowhere to be seen." MY LORD, RUN!!..," The guard shouted,(strongly).as he stood behind, the young lord. holding his ground but the young lord. did not run, he glared at the guard(unconvinced with a bold face)." run, why aren't you not running, my lord" said, the guard,(uneasily). his hands shaking while holding his sword," Who said, you can give me orders..you not my father," said, the young lord. (narrowed his sharp round eyes dimly). "my lord.." before, the guard could finish his sentence. He got smacked into the wall, left to right. The prince's eyes widened as he screamed, "ahh..." and turned tale. and ran as fast as his tiny feet could get him. he heard the screams of the guard fade behind. he ran into the king's chambers, pushing the two doors open. as he ran to a stop, and fell to his knees in shock. as he saw his father's lifeless body, headless on the floor, next to the open wreckage where the walls were. now just a landscape scenery, moonlight, flooding in the side of the room.

lighting half of the room, in the moonlight." This must be a dream, I'm still dreaming, right. there's no other explanation, yeah...I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming." said the young lord to himself. dag, his fingers deep. in his tall black cotton hair. as he glared at the dark shaded floor, a loud erupted as the wall shattered to pieces on his left side. crushing down. as he saw a man, on top of a huge, scary creature. image from the dusty cloud of smoke," my lord, are you ok," said the man. After hearing his voice, the young lord. quickly remembered his vice from before, "you didn't die.." the young lord asked,' softly( raising his eyebrows)"but.. I saw that creature.." the young lord added."don't worry yourself, my lord. I'm not that easy to kill." the guard replied, as he removed. his helmet from his head. The young lord's. vision, (blurred )slowly. as fell on his side. on the floor, as he heard the guard cries out," my lord.."The morning after, the young lord. (hastily ), wakes up, and cries out, " father..." and his eyes, are met by a strange man. opposite from him, in a small cramped room. in a chair, who had.

A small book in his hand,{cover title of the book; Journey to the throne}. the man sat,(comfortably). In his chair with his legs spread apart comfortably. his right hand, holding the book open. A strong silence, filled. the room, till. the man said, " morning, my lord."