Six months had passed since the end of the war, and Kellan had devoted himself entirely to his knight training. The rigorous schedule, filled with combat practice, etiquette lessons, and academic studies, had transformed him from a raw recruit into a disciplined and skilled knight and today marked the final day of his training.
The training grounds were alive with the sounds of clashing swords and shouts of encouragement. Kellan, clad in his newly forged armor, faced his final combat test. His instructor, Sir Aldric, observed him with a critical eye.
"Remember, Kellan," Sir Aldric called out, "it's not just about strength but precision and strategy."
Kellan nodded, focusing on his opponent. The fight began, and he moved with agility and purpose. Each strike and parry was a testament to his months of hard work. Despite a few difficulties, he quickly handled them, showcasing his growth.
After the final combat test, Kellan got around to receiving his approvals from all his instructors, and soon he stood before Lord Arlyn in the grand hall. The atmosphere was solemn and filled with anticipation. Lord Arlyn held a gleaming sword, the symbol of knighthood.
"Kellan," Lord Arlyn began, "you have shown exceptional bravery, dedication, and growth. It is my honor to bestow upon you the title of knight."
Kellan knelt, feeling the weight of the moment. As the sword touched his shoulders, a sense of pride and accomplishment surged through him. "Rise, Sir Kellan," Lord Arlyn declared, and the hall erupted in applause.
That evening, Kellan hosted a small feast in his personal quarters, inviting his close friends and comrades. The room was filled with laughter and the clinking of mugs. Eamon, his closest friend, clapped him on the back. "You've earned this, Sir Kellan," he said with a grin.
Kellan smiled, feeling a deep sense of belonging. The hardships and sacrifices of the past months seemed worth it now. As he looked around, he saw the faces of those who had supported him, and his heart swelled with gratitude.
Later that night, Kellan found himself standing on the walls, looking over Fort Arkhaven. The stars shone brightly, mirroring his sense of hope for the future. He thought back to his journey, from the loss of his village to the grueling training, and realized how much he had grown.
The words of Scholar Darius echoed in his mind: "Knowledge is power, but it is also the path to enlightenment." Kellan knew his journey was far from over. As a knight, he had new responsibilities and a duty to protect and serve.
As dawn broke, Kellan donned his knight's armor for the first time. The weight felt different now, not just physical, but symbolic of his new role. He walked through the courtyard, greeted by respectful nods and salutes from fellow soldiers. Strategist Maxwell approached him, a proud look on his face.
"Sir Kellan," Maxwell said, "Lord has decided, as a new knight of House Arlyn, your first task is to join the household knight order and guard our estate in the capital of Alanor. It is an honor and a responsibility. You will travel to the capital and ensure our family's interests are protected."
Kellan felt a mix of excitement and nerves. "I will not disappoint you, my lord."
Maxwell nodded. "I know you won't. Prepare for your journey, and may you serve with honor."
Kellan spent the morning preparing for his journey to the capital. He packed his belongings, making sure to include his armor, weapons, and the few personal items he cherished. As he was finishing up, a young man knocked at his door.
"Sir Kellan," the young man said with a respectful bow. "I am Alden, assigned as your porter. I will assist you with anything you need."
Alden was a lean, sharp-eyed youth with a quick smile and an eager demeanor. He had short, tousled brown hair and a wiry build that spoke of both agility and endurance. Despite his young age, he carried himself with a confidence that suggested he was no stranger to hard work and responsibility.
Kellan smiled. "Nice to meet you, Alden. Let's make sure everything is in order."
Together, they loaded Kellan's belongings onto a sturdy horse. Kellan felt a surge of anticipation as he mounted his own steed. The journey ahead was going to be filled with unknowns, but he was ready to face them.
With the sun rising high in the sky, Kellan and Alden set off towards the capital. The road was long, but Kellan felt a renewed sense of purpose. As he traveled, he couldn't help but think about the past and the future. His last year of constant fights and struggle seemed like a distant memory and the new challenges that awaited him in the capital filled him with excitement.