Klora tried hard not to chuckle as he covered his mouth with his hand. He looked at Zil who still somehow hadn't come over what happened before Spiller and Aaron's presence.
" I was assigned into the Brown Dept." Klora replied.
" What! For real? A negro in the Brown Dept.?" exclaimed Spiller.
"What do you mean? Is it something unusual?" Klora asked as he widened his brows. Fear gripped him even though he didn't know what exactly.
" Well, the Brown Dept. is the house of racial discrimination. It's been up to a century since a negro was admitted." Said Spiller. Klora then found a reason to be scared.
" racism?" said Klora again in terror.
" Don't mind that, Spiller is here. You're lucky you just made yourself a popular friend." Spiller beamed.
"But you're new here too, aren't you?" asked Klora.
" He's in sect 4, that's what his fuss is all about!" exclaimed Aaron as he kept on his glare. Klora looked at him with surprise, even Zil that had been quiet the whole time beamed a little.
Spiller blushed as he put on a grinning face.
" well, I suspected that's why he had been picking on me." said Spiller as he shrugged.
" so, could you possibly tell me what the Brown Dept. is all about?" Klora asked. Zil also seemed interested in the topic, she stared at Spiller, waiting for his reply.
" you see, it is ..." but before he could spit it out, the door was opened again but this time, it was wide open.
"I think it's our time now" said Spiller as a man in a white and black robe appeared from behind the door, it was one of the masters from the atrium.
" Master Gryian!" exclaimed Spiller as he hurriedly bowed. Klora and Zil were confused, they were not sure if they should also bow or not.
Aaron bowed as well but this time, he was not glaring anymore. In a slow motion, Klora and Zil also bowed as they looked themselves in the face.
Once they all were then on the bowing position, Master Gryian cleared his throat then started brushing his beard with his hand.
" You! Black boy, after me" said Master Gryian as he turned to leave.
" And you too Spiller, you'll be punished for leaving your dorm this time" said Master Gryian as he left with Klora behind the door. Klora waved at Zil very quickly as they disappeared behind the door.
Somehow, Klora was scared and all of a sudden didn't want to be a soldier anymore. He stumbled as he hurried to catch up with Master Gryian.
The view behind the door wasn't as Klora had fathomed, it wasn't different from where they were staying behind the door. It was also just another corridor with fire dancing on the oil lamps hung on the walls.
Weird thoughts kept on flooding Klora's mind, beads of sweat kept on falling off his skin.
" Black boy? Is what Spiller talking about true?" different thoughts.
Why did he even get himself in this mess? He possibly couldn't escape this now.
After some moments of walk, they got to the end of the corridor. Ahead were three staircases leading to different destinations. One was towards the left hand side and the other facing the right-hand side while the third one was right in front of them.
As they moved closer to the stairs, Klora noticed the inscriptions at the top of the stairs. Inscribed on the stairs in front of them was The Brown Knight.
The one in the right had on it The Gray Knights the third stairs had on it The Green (heroes) Knights.
Even before Master Gryian could take the path towards the Brown Knights stairs Klora already had the idea, it was obvious.
They climbed the stairs for quite some minutes, it was really hard for Klora.
Finally, they were off the stairs and ahead of them were the dormitories. The sight was magnificent. There were lots of rooms facing one another. There were squeaky noise coming out from almost all the rooms.
" Welcome to the Brown Knights dorm, the greatest Dept. in the knight school." Said Master Gryian. He was having no expression on him. Klora didn't know if he was to be happy or the other way round.
" Count three rooms to the right and knock, that's where you'll be staying, that's your room" said Master Gryian as he turned his back and moved gently down the stairs.
"Hem… Mas…. Master Gryian sir," said Klora as he stammered.
"Yes!" exclaimed Master Gryian. Whether he was angry or not, he seemed to know how to hide his expression well.
" I'm I admitted already? " asked Klora.
Master Gryian looked at him and grinned as he went off. Klora could noticed an evil intent from that grin.
All alone at the entrance of the dorm, Klora contemplated for some moments then later started the count until he got to the third room it was on the left hand side.
He moved closer to the door and knocked. After knocking for the fourth time with no response, he assumed that the person had slept or something. He opened the door and had a peep before eventually going inside.
There were too beds in it, one below and the other held above it with some wooden sticks.
No one was in there, what should he do? He wasn't sure, all he knew was that he was so tired and needed to rest. As he moved around the room, he noticed a luggage packed in one corner with his name written in the handle.
What!
He had nothing to pack so how could there possibly be a luggage for him lying on the corner of the room. He moved closer to it and opened it. To his amazement, he saw different clothes and some body oils.
"Whats happening?" he asked himself as he closed back the luggage and retired in the bed below. He noticed it was already noon and was getting dark through the window. The curtains weren't drawn.
He was hungry and also felt like taking a shower but he didn't know where to go and he also didn't want to turn himself into a mocking boy.
He laid still in bed and slept off.