Bawling my eyes out in my mothers embrace, I try to take stock of my surroundings while I can. Hanging over top of my crib is a hooded man who now has a hole in his gut. Its evening now so the sun is setting in an almost beautiful way as if it's trying make this situation beautiful. "which it's not!" I think to myself.
My father begins to usher my mom and I out of the room so we can step away from gruesome scene to gather ourselves. After we leave he has several armed guards haul the man out of my room along with my crib. He steps out from the door and walks over to us to console both of us. We stayed like this for a few moments before my mother speaks up.
"How did they find out so soon. They weren't supposed to know for several years."
My father responds with the one thing no one wanted to hear. "I understand dear, I don’t want this anymore than you do. We knew these days were coming, now we just have to deal with it sooner than we wanted to."
I look at my mother and she is holding back tears and anger as her face is beyond red. "He's not ready! Kynor shouldn't have to go through this torment! It's not fair why does it have to my baby! I know he's destined for greatness, but I just want to love him without having to worry! It's not fair..." My mother is now crying while clutching me in her chest on her knees.
Watching my mom cry is really pulling at my heart strings and I put all my effort into trying to comfort her. My arm raises up high as I rest the palm of my hand on her chin. "Stupid stubby arms why do you have to be so freaking short!" I think to myself.
After a long while my mother and I end up in my parents room. While dad couldn't join us until late that night. I was enjoying some alone time listening to mom sleep. Even after the recent events moms scent alone is enough to put at ease.
The next morning I wake up to dad quite literally staring me down while his nose is touching mine. He has this ridiculous aura of excitement around him that almost scares me. When my eyes finished opening he grabs me under the pits of my arms and says "Alright kiddo let's spend the day with daddy!" He hoists me up in his arms with me sitting on the inside crease of his elbow and we begin walking to a part of the castle that I haven't spent much time in. He opens two overly giant doors with ease and I begin taking in the view of a large room with symmetrical columns going up either side. At the other end of the room are two large thrones with beautiful floral designs in them all the around the edges.
"Welcome to the throne room kiddo this is where your old man takes care of the country. I hope you can get used to it because in the future this room will be yours." My father says with pride. I look at my dad with confused eyes that only a baby can give off. "From this day forward you're going to be spending some time in here with me and your mother to help guide you to a future you can take control of in your own hands." He says in enjoyment.
So begins the days of spending the next two years of every waking moment with my parents. Some days when I was just learning to walk and mom and dad were excessively busy I would be able to sneak out and play with Aurora and maids in down in the Bottom floor of the castle. I would sneak into the maids quarters and was always swarmed with hugs and squeals almost as if they've never seen a baby before. Aurora walks in from another room in the back and is asking what all the commotion is about when she see's me in the middle of a circle of maids all cooing and staring at me. "All right girls lets break it up if you swarm him like that he could get nervous." She says with a strict tone.
She comes over and picks me up plopping me on top of her head for me to grab her horns and takes me down to the kitchen. When we arrive there a big burly man is in an apron preparing lunch for me and my parents. Before speaking to the chef she tells one of the maids in passing to report to the king and queen and inform them that the Head Maid Aurora is over-seeing me. Aurora turns to the chef forcing me to also look since I’m still hanging on to her horns at the top of her head and he gives me a big warm smile and asks me "Would you like to see what is for lunch little one." I give him the most excited look I can muster and nod my head yes. He opens the pot he has been cooking and the smell of freshly made beef stew hits me immediately causing my mouth to salivate. "Alright little one ill make sure you get some extra meat in your bowl from yours truly, how about that?"
Without thinking I almost shout at him "Yes! Yes! Please give me lots!" He laughs a big hearty laugh and says "ok run along now Ill start preparing things for you."
From there, Aurora who is still carrying me on her head leads me out to the hallway and back to the throne room. As we round the corner she announces my arrival to those in the room "Kynor Tetsia has arrived from making his rounds around the castle sires." I get a look around the room and several nobles in fancy clothes are staring at both of us each with a slight smile to welcome us both. My father and mother laugh under their breath so as to keep their composure in front of the several noblemen that are permeating the room. "Please bring him up to us Aurora." My mother says with amusement. Aurora gracefully weaves in and out of the noblemen in the center of the room while im still hanging on to her horns and kneels down in front of momma for her to take me without having to get up from her throne.
Before leaving Aurora explains to mother and father that lunch will be ready in five minutes. My father stands and gestures for the nobles to take a small recess with the flick of his wrist. Watching him do it so commandingly I find myself copying his every move while every one in the rooms stifles a laugh under their breath while they leave the room. My father looks at me with an almost proud determination as he watched me copy his motions.
From there we left to go eat and continue on our day like normal. Not much happens in a kingdom on the farthest side of the continent away from most civilizations. My 4th birthday arrives and I can only say that it wasn't what I was expecting. My father, mother, and Aurora are one of the few people that attended my birthday party if that’s what you can call it. My father steps up to me as we are standing in the middle of the throne room and hands me an elongated slim box. "What is this Pappa?" I ask confused. He gestures for me to open it. As I do I see a sleek long shiny blade with a glowing red pattern of an amaryllis flower stretching from the base of the blade to the tip. The blade itself is a pure black that shines with an ethereal smoothness.
"This blade will be your partner forever kynor, it's tradition to be bestowed a blade at the age of four to begin training. This blade is a bit special though. It is imbued with magic and has had the soul of a great spirit ensouled within it. No matter your size or abilities your blade will change size to fit your stature perfectly. You must take care of it though. A blade this special has qualities that can be a complete mystery to the average demokin. Even from birth you have always been special because you have a destiny that cannot be swayed by simple matters. So I believe you will be able to draw out this blades potential gifts if given enough time and experience."
He quickly closes the box and my mother kneels down in front of me. Holding out her hands for me to grab. "Is everything ok momma?" I ask nervously. "Yes my dear, everything is fine I just need you to hold on to my hands tightly alright sweet pea." I reluctantly grip my mothers hands almost scared when a shooting pain scours through my entire body causing me to scream and cry. Through the Pain in my body I can make out my mother crying as well as if she doesn’t want me to go through this. I feel the veins in my body lighting up as if coming to life inside of me. Once the pain reaches my heart I Pass out from pain and fatigue.
I wake up in the middle of the night sleeping next my mother. I let out a grunt which wakes both of my parents immediately. My mother grabs me close and squeezes me hard and whispers "My little baby I knew you were destined for greatness, but not to this extent. Looking at my mother she has clear sign of regret and worry. "ok kiddo we have a place to show you so lets get moving." He said with reluctance
My father and mother both get up and we walk down to the end of the hall where it meets a dead end. I ask "Where are we going, did I do something wrong?" Kneeling down my father speaks to me "No son we are taking you to a place where you're going to end up spending a lot of time over the next few years. We will explain more once we arrive." On that note my father reaches a hand out and pushes a stone inside the wall causing the whole wall to click and fade from existence as if it was never real to begin with.
We walk through the dark corridor and come to a room with books, training dummies, magic items, and two people hunched over working on something important. "These two are going to be your instructors kynor." When they both heard my fathers voice they both turned around and bowed to all three of us. "The man on the left kynor, is sir grardor and he will be in charge of your sword training." He explained.
"It is wonderful to finally meet the fabled prodigy your parents have been talking about non stop kid. My training is brutal, but I suppose... we can make a man of you yet." He said with a clear lack of enthusiasm.
"The man on the right is in charge of your magic studies and practical application." He said with disdain. I look up to my mom and dad and mother is smiling while father is clearly upset that I have to learn magic.
"Hello young lord My name is yandrake selter. I can't wait to begin teaching you young lord, it's hard for me to contain my excitement at the thought of teaching our own seers child." He said happily. "Seer? Momma? What are you talking about, my momma is just momma whose this seer you're talking about." I asked confused. "My dear boy your mother is one of the most gifted air mages this country has ever seen. Along with her ability to read into the destiny and future of those she so desires to she is one of the few that led our continent into peace." I look up to momma with a new a found appreciation as I realize just how amazing she actually is.
Father speaks again "Alright! Starting tomorrow we will begin young kynor's training to be the best that he can possibly be." Both of the two men wearing plain dark blue robes bow to us as we make our leave. We head back to mother and fathers bedroom because momma was nervous to let me go on my own since I had just woken up from whatever it is that she did to me. From there we sleep peacefully.