The shadows of an ancient boarded up ally hide me well.   My body concealed by darkness, my appearances hidden by lightly plated leather armor and a long green and grey hooded cloak.   The king, Vladimir III had put a bounty on my head for getting to close to his daughter, the Princess of our “glorious” kingdom.  To some this kingdom may be glorious, to others; more specifically to me this kingdom is a prison whose walls and bars are built with greed, jealousy and heartbreak.  As the Elite guards of the kingdom run by my hiding hole, I can’t help thinking about the heartbreak I had to go through to get where I am right now.

It all started with that funny little thing some call destiny.  I was an apprentice in a combat school for knights at the age of seven. Gifted beyond your wildest dreams with the blade of a short sword, perhaps that was the problem; I was too good.   The art of wielding a sword came so naturally to me that I turned to dual wielding.  That too came naturally.   My style with the short swords resembled a dance; the blades flowed through the air in a majestic style that didn’t suit the stereotypical “knight in shining armor.”  The knights who were training me told me that I needed to use a sword and shield, or I’d never become a knight.  I agreed with little protest, but continued to train in the art of duel wielding on my off time, mastering it with little effort at all.   During my training I happened upon a young priestess in training as well, she was about the same age as me, her red trimmed white robe complimented her lightly colored skin, her hair was dark brown and tied in twin pig tails.  We got close, although we were both young a bond was formed between us in no time.  To the point I began to trust her with my secrets, including my training.   I took her to the secret grounds I went to in my spare time, and she watched as I danced in a flurry of cuts and slices.   She was astounded, and although she probably didn’t mean it, or meant it in some form of childish manor told me she loved me, and of course I said the same thing to her.   The next day she didn’t come to the school, she had told her parents about my secret training and they left the kingdom, I never saw her again.