"Well kid, if she gets stuck. Then well you are gonna get an earful from her. Are you sure?"

From her I ask myself?

"Do you mean Elaine? She can't talk right? I never heard of a horse that can talk." Before I go on another ramble Trystane stops me.

"Not to you, no. I can speak with her telepathically." He waits a bit before he continues explaining. "She is not an ordinary horse If she even is one honestly. She is a divine spirit that I summoned to help me in battle and while traveling. Also she can understand the common tongue quite good."

Ohh I want to see If she really can understand me.

" I don't think we are too heavy for that way. Unless Miss Elaine ate too much hay before" I say jokingly atleast I think so. The horse stops right away. Angrily stomping its feet on the ground.

" Oh she really can understand me. I thought you were joking." trying to apologize I say "I am sorry. I do not think you are fat at all. You are even quite a bit muscular. You are a big and strong horse." 

Thinking that will defuse the situation I put on a quite satisfied face. Trystan slowly turns around to me with what I think is an astonished and scared look on his face.

"Do you have a death wish? I am not responsible for any injuries that now occur okay?" He says quite seriously and he kept his word. He did not interfere at all on the rest of trip. I think that was a lesson that I shouldnt just provoke a reaction so that I can feed my curiosty.

 

We continued on. The rest of the way was quite uneventful except that somehow Elaine managed that only I fell off her multiple times. My butt is pretty bruised now. 

We arrive at the farm of my family. We've got a big pasture with a few cows and a big potato field. The potato field is surrounded by a big wooden fence and the cows are on the field grazing away. I can see our guard dog Chopper on the field too. He is guarding our cows you know. Though I currently can't see my dad on the field when I look over It, I do see some of my younger siblings trying to plow the potato field with our bull. My two sister are currently sitting on the bull screaming commands to my little brother Alex that is trying to guide the bull. My little brother is of course ignoring them.

Though It is all quite unsuccesfully I must say. Alex has a similiar build to mine although he is two years younger than me. He is not yet tanned like me because he only started helping in the field a few weeks ago. He is shaving clean and currently only wears blue pants and a pair of brown shoes. A bad sign for me because that means grandpa is already here. The boys always get shaven by him if he visits. My two sisters Sophie and Angelica have their stuffed toy with them on the bull. One is a bear and the other is a lion. They look quite new. Must be a gift from grandpa. Another bad sign because that means something bad happened or is gonna happen. They both wear a dress made of cotton that is red. Sophie is the one wearing twintails while Angelica let her hair down. They are both blond. Thats something they got from my mother.

Alex is the first one to notice Trystane. He shouts.

"Hello are you a guard for my grandaddy? Or are you lost?" I show myself to my brother from behind of Trystane

"BIG BROTHER THERE YOU ARE! FATHER ALREADY WENT SEARCHING FOR YOU HE IS QUITE ANGRY WITH YOU! YOU KNOW!"

I sigh. Couldn't he atleast not shouted that I am here yet. Then I could atleast hide myself a bit more from fathers wrath. Before I could speak Trystan shouts too .

" Brother of Thorry whats your name?"

"My name is Alex." he replies a bit confused.

"Could you tell me where your father is I need to speak with him. It's about your brother."

"What did he do? Did he prank you bad?"

" Nothing of that sort. Maybe If he has time later then he can tell you."

My brother tries to answer but a monster with insane speed comes out of our small home. Its a simple wooden house with a few windows. Nothing special.

There I see him. My dad seething with anger. He is quite a tall person wearing a brown jumpsuit. He has a thick black stubble beard and his head is  shaven clean too. He has a strong jaw. Sitting in his right hand is a pitchfork.

" WHAT DID MY SON BREAK?"

Cooly Trystan replies

"Nothing."

My father stops in his tracks. Slowly realizing what stands before me.

" Oh he didnt ? Then why is such a figure of importance here?" he speaks as if he recognizes Trystan before saluting him with a fist placed on his chest. Which confuses me deeply. Does my father know Sir Trystan?