Through the Dragons Gate Ch6
Chapter 6: Yule
The castle was decked out in evergreen boughs, ivy, and holly. The floors cleaned, armor shined, windows washed, and fresh hay laid down. The tables gleamed as new candles were set out in huge metal candelabras. There was a large metal wheel that held around twenty large candles on two tiers. It was hoisted up on a chain and pulley system and hung in the center of the great hall. On every support pillar, a flag hung displaying a coat of arms. Kate counted twenty in total, and below each flag, was the armor and sword of the Knight who wore the colors that were displayed above. In a corner by the large hearth, stood a mighty fir tree. It was decorated in small candles, and ornaments that seemed to be made from crystal. The crystal caught the light of the candles and cast a kaleidoscope of color about the room.
"It's nice isn't it?" Peewit said c
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Kate spent the following fortnight training with her sword, and learning techniques to defend herself as well as attack the enemy. She learned how to use a buckler to her advantage, and how to avoid being vulnerable to attacks. Johan was a very patient teacher, and for every lesson Kate spent several hours training to make sure that she learned the skill until it became second nature to her. Soon, Kate and Johan were sparring together. Their blades rang out in the castle courtyard as spectators gathered to watch. Some would linger for a little while, then move on, while others watched the full match to the end.
Kate simply focused on her form and watching Johan closely. Every step, every nuance of movement told her what she needed to know to prepare a parry, a strike, or a block. Her feet moved quickly, as her legs propelled her
Through the Dragon's Gate Ch.4
Chapter 4: RAID!
It was sunset by the time Johan, Peewit, and Kate returned to the King's castle from their journey to Homnibus' home. After they took care of the horses, Kate excused herself and went to her quarters. She had much to think about starting with the prospect of preparing herself to face the dragon. She was unsure about how to use a sword, never-mind fighting with one. This world was just so different from her own. Even if there were moments where she saw similarities, they were few and far between. Instead, she was surrounded by a culture and civilization far removed from her own. Kate fell into her bed, aching from the long horseback ride, and feeling emotionally and physically exhausted.
She woke up to the sound of an alarm.
The bell rang out the first alert followed by shouting of orders, the rattle of armored feet against stone, and more shouting. Kate sat up and rubbed the
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Kate was surprised at how quiet the castle was at night, considering how many people lived within it. She was able to sleep soundly with only the occasional call of an owl to remind her that she was still surrounded by a large forest. She slept upon a mat made from wool and filled with what she could guess was wool and goose down. She used her jacket as a pillow, sleeping in her clothes, and using a wool blanket for extra warmth. She joined the others huddled by the great hearth in the main hall, which had been cleared away, floors scrubbed, and fresh straw laid down for the night. The fire caused shadows to dance upon the walls, but eventually she was able to sleep. Kate woke up before sunrise refreshed from a good nights sleep. She packed up her things pulling her coat on, and shouldering her backpack. Then, she went to the royal stables where two horses waited their riders. Sh
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Chapter 2: Winds of Change
Peewit and Princess Sabine carried on chatting which made Kate feel quite at home in the small gazebo. They shared stories, and Peewit did a fantastic impression of Dame Barbara. Suddenly,their revelry was interrupted by a loud fanfare echoing from within the castle keep.
Kate looked over toward the direction of the sound, she did not see anything remarkable, but the fanfare repeated itself. Soon, a page boy appeared and announced that the feast had begun. It was Princess Savina's duty to sit beside her father, and attend the event. The Page looked at Peewit then at Kate.
"I guess you should come along as well, just, don't sing." The page added quickly.
Peewit huffed in indignation. "Don't sing." He muttered. "I'll have you know there is nothing wrong with my voice at all, it just is unique."
Kate followed on in silence, still carrying her knapsack over her shoulder, and her walking stick.
"Peewit, um is there any sort of protocol for this s
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Chapter 1: Arrival
The good King's castle, stood as a large silent sentinel upon a hill that overlooked the surrounding countryside. The outer skirt of the castle wall extended around the village marked by gatehouses that were patrolled by the King's garrison. Johann was hailed by the guard, and after a quick chat, the inner doors were opened to allow them entry into the outer grounds of the castle. This area was busy with activity, the sound of blacksmiths working rang out along with the whinny of horses, the bartering of wares being sold and the haggling of prices over various items. Kate never knew a castle could be so busy! She saw the bowyers, armorers, groomsmen, stablehands, livery men, various livestock keepers all busy with work. Carpenters and stone cutters worked to repair and replace broken masonry, furniture. The King's rangers and foresters prepared and dressed wild game as well as traded stories with the other merchants. Kate saw the familiar in the foreign. The
Through the Dragon's Gate. Prologue
Prologue - Dawn
The sky was overcast with clouds heavy with rain. The forest had seen its fair share of storms and this autumn evening was no exception. Winter was close, the wind howled through barren trees causing the brittle limbs to snap and break crashing to the forest floor. A single cart road snaked its way through the forest, sometimes it followed a stream, and other times it would diverge away deeper into the forest. The road was well worn by the wheels of the wagons and carts that travelled along. Rain collected in the furrows of mud creating treacherous holes and puddles.
It was along this way that two travelers journeyed. One was upon a grey dappled desterior, while the other took a more novel approach riding upon the back of a black and white nanny goat. Their faces were hidden by the hoods of their cloaks, but they were not moving at any notable speed. Instead, they