A month later, I told the knights that I had made my choice, to return to Aeradon and become a knight to which they agreed without hesitation, for a hidden village I wondered why they even had knights.
My uncle reminded me of the warning over a hundred times before I left, going out the gate, I breathed in the fresh air of the real human world after eleven years, I had nothing but a horse and my clothes as I traveled back to Aeradon.
On my way, I tried to imagine what Aeradon would look like. I was nine when I saw it last so I still had a few memories of the place, but I wondered how much change had occurred.
I got to Aeradon and it was not the same Kingdom that I left eleven years ago, first of all, I noticed that there was no one in the street, everywhere was quiet and I wondered if the war wiped out the entire kingdom and it had remained deserted for so long.
"Aren't you going to watch the battle of the knights?" The voice of a young man startled me.
