At night, a clap of thunder cracked over all of Edatine Castle.
The people were woken from their early slumber, yet none stood up and looked, all they did was grumble unhappily for a few moments before shrinking their heads back into their sheets.
Do note that in Edatine, the most intolerable thing was to come out of one's sheet at night during the harsh winter.
Even Gino, the young knight, had fought with his bed in the past due to the midnight duties and patrols. Everytime he managed to lie down in his bed, he felt like he was sealed on it, not wanting to move a muscle.
Back then, he always felt like other than his bed, all places were out of reach, but he ultimately had to reach the places farther away.
It was a sense of duty that once drove him to that goal.
But now?
Touching his sheath, Gino showed struggle in his gaze, then it was replaced by determination.
All he yearned for was to live.
Dok Dok Dok!
