On a particularly frozen morning, the knights were outdoors blowing off some steam. The sun had risen in an orange and pink hue but it was quickly hidden by clouds that were heavy with snow as far as the eye could see.
Henry woke up that morning not sure what time it was due to the clouds but when he arrived to the knights' yard where others were already warming up, he realized he was just in time.
It felt nice to make his body warm. Whenever he put a sword in his hand and got to spend time with the other knights he cared about, he felt a fire light inside of him and he knew right away that he was excited for his life. He would never put down his sword for as long as he lived.
