Somehow, Adam and his panions hadn’t been poisoned during the party. They slept within a shared house, each taking turns for their watch, while Zee rested up directly outside the house. Days passed, and they were eventually moved to their own house.
Somehow, Adam and his panions had yet to fall under a scheme from the baron, though they kept on guard at all times. They lost several silvers each day to live peacefully within the vilge, eating whatever the vilgers had brought them, but making sure they were paid for their bour and produbsp;
Baron Matteas Moonglow, fnked by a pair of knights, approached the house. He was adorned in his armour, and his knights were also dressed head to toe in heavy pte mail, and each carried their ons at their side. One carried a box.
Adam stepped out first, Wraith at his side, and his shield strapped to his back. ‘No other knights uards?’
‘No,’ Zee replied.
The baron motioned a hand to the knight beside him, the same knight who was carrying the small box. “I have brought to you your pques. You are to be knighted at great light.”
The knight opehe box to reveal four pques, each made of silver, with the baron’s sigil stamped within it, as well as their names. “You may take your pques,” the knight informed.
Adam reached for the silver pque first, tensing up as he reached for it, before he lifted it up, holding the heavy pque within his hand. It was as long as his palm and half as wide. “What do we o know about this ceremony?”
“You do not o know much. You merely have to present yourself, and ohe rites are pleted, you will be sidered a knight by my authority.”
“By your authority and not u, correct?” Adam asked, staring into the baron’s eyes.
“Correct.” The baron then excused himself, returning back to the nearby fort.
“This is going rather well…” Adam threw a look towards his panions. “You think he’ll betray us at the ceremony?”
“It’s the best time for the betrayal,” Jaygak said, slowly nodding her head. “He might be Aldish aray us when our backs are turned.”
“True.” Adam let out a soft sigh. “Not gonna lie, I hate this pce.”
“We just o survive,” Jaygak said, resting her arm between her bde and her waist. ‘Just a year.’
O was high noon, Adam and the others made their way to the towre, where they found the baron, his grandson, the knights, the guards, and the oners waiting for them. Adam threw a look to Jurot, before raising his fiowards the sky, waiting to see how Jurot would respond. The Iyrman stared ahead of himself towards the others, and narrowed his eyes, which meant Adam should wait a little longer.
The baron uhed his bde, and motioned for Adam to approach. Adam stepped forward towards the baron, and waited. The lord of the town motioo the ground, and Adam furrowed his brows.
“You must kneel for the knighting ceremony,” the baron stated.
“Oh.” Adam frowned, staring into the lord’s eyes for a moment. He sighed, before dropping to a knee. ‘I guess he is a noble.’
“For the service you have provided for our humble town, it is my honour to knight you,” Baron Matteas Moonglow stated, pg the ft side of his bde against Adam’s shoulder. “May the Sun Father forever watch over you, and for his light to guide you.” He then brought his sword up over the young man’s head, and pced the same ft of his bde against Adam’s other shoulder. “Thus rise, Sir Adam.”
Adam stood up, awkwardly, gng between the knights and the uards, before furrowing his brows. A knight brought a cup of wine, and suddenly Adam smiled, before sipping the wine. He waited, and waited, but nothing happened.
“I will not kneel,” Jurot said, crossing his arms.
“ they be knighted if they don’t kneel?” Adam asked.
“No,” the baron replied, his eyes also falling across the women, who made no move to step up towards him.
Adam raised his brows towards them. “You guys don’t want to be knighted?”
“We will accept gems and in its stead,” Kitool stated.
“You sure?”
“You be the only ween us, Adam,” Jaygak said, patting his back.
Adam narrowed his eyes towards the Iyrman, the gears in his brain turning. “Did you do this on purpose.”
“What need of we to be nobles when you’re a noble?” Jaygak asked, her face far too i for her true thoughts.
“I’ll remember this, Jaygak.”
Jaygak smiled, still patting his back. “Of course, Sir Adam.”
“Don’t,” Adam said, shuddering. ‘Damn, that feels awful.’
“If you do not wish to be knighted, then you must return the pques,” he stated.
“If I’m a knight, I knight them?” Adam asked.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Only a barreater knight an individual.”
“Why?”
“That is the rule.”
“Who made the rule?”
“Our forefathers.”
“So I just o bee a baron then?” Adam asked.
“One does not simply bee a Baron.”
“You said that other people would be ing for yht?” Adam said, rubbing his .
Baron Moonglow remained silent, w where the young man was going with such a train of thought. His knights prepared themselves, and the guards gripped their spears tighter in hand.
“So ohey e and attack, ’t we just beat them up, and I’ll take the title of baron and then I’ll just knight you?” Adam asked, gng towards his panions.
‘What?’ Matteas thought. “You wish to bee a baron.”
Adam visibly winced in front of the baron, before he let out a soft sigh. “If I must.”
‘…’ Matteas wasn’t sure how much he should allow Adam to make fun of him before he o teach the young man a lesson, especially since his own grandson was currently stifling his cag.
“Yeah, I guess we should do that?” Adam said, shrugging his shoulders. “We’ll figure it out.”
“I will send word that you have been knighted,” the baron said, motioning a hand to his knights, all but two leaving upon horseback t word back to their vilge, and beyond. “You must return the pques.”
“Alright, let’s hand back the pques, and then once I knight you, then you get them back,” Adam said.
The nced between one another, w if that’s how that worked. Someone fighting to bee a baron was unheard of, for that was something that was from before, not something which happened in the now.
The day passed by and both Adam and the baron were surprised that the other hadn’t made a move.
However, a knight had returned back to the town the day, and Adam and his panions were summohey stood opposite the baron, who was fnked by his knights and a handful of guards, all armed and armoured.
“We have received word that Lord Kegan Rockcastle was sin by a Night Lord,” the baron said. “They say that the Night Lord was adorned in purple, and was surrounded by three panions.”
Adam turned back to Jurot, furrowing his brows. “What’s a Night Lord?”
“A Night Lord is a dangerous being which is most active in the night,” Jurot replied, thinking carefully. “They are those who are not vor, not mortal, and are creatures, like vampires, dragons, and so on.”
“The st Night Lord who was a dragon was killed turies ago,” the lord stated. “Regardless, I wish to know if it was you who killed the baron.”
“I mean, I definitely killed him, but I’m no Night Lord,” Adam said.
“I would like to hear of the situation…” Matteas was fairly certain they had no ce against the Night Lord before them, but there was something wrong. No Night Lord travelled in the day, as that was the Law of the World, for the Sun Father would destroy them.
The baron listened ily to Adam’s words, who expihe rough situation. ‘That was not what I heard…’
“That’s how we killed Baron John Firstfield,” Adam stated, before tinuing on with the story.
‘They killed… two barons?’
“So that’s why we killed the barons,” Adam said. “Basically, don’t covet our ons, and don’t try to poison us.”
“…” Matteas blinked. “You know of great magics, but you are not a Night Lord?”
“That’s correct.”
Matteas, though surprised he was so willing to reveal that he had killed two barons previously, was more shocked by the fact the young man knew great magid wasn’t a Night Lord. As far as he was aware, some of the vor knew minic, a spell or two at most, but he hadn’t heard of any half fae who knew such great magic, at least, not one who wasn’t a Night Lord.
The knights beside the baron stood awkwardly, certain they were going to fight, but the baron hadn’t called for them yet.
‘Sun Father, help me.’
I'm not sure who is more fused in this situation.
