The OP MC 3 by Logan Jacobs

Author:Logan Jacobs [Jacobs, Logan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-12-09T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

I rose to my feet a knighted man, and I clasped the king’s hand firmly in a shake.

“Just to be clear,” I said in a cautious tone, “I haven’t actually slain the dragon, yet. It’s injured, but it still lives.”

“It no longer terrorizes my city,” the king replied with a smile. “For that, I am eternally grateful to you. Please, allow me to formally introduce myself. My name is Frederick von Vallenwood, and I am the King of Sorreyal. My family has reigned over this land for generations but never before has a dragon attacked my fair city. It is a dark omen for times to come, so I was glad to have your assistance today.”

“I couldn’t just stand by while innocent people lost their lives,” I pointed out with a shrug.

“I suppose gods do not just stand idly by, though, do they?” the king chuckled.

“I am surprised you already knew of my arrival,” I said in a pleased tone. “Most of the time I need to explain who I am first.”

“Yes, well, I am no mere citizen,” the king replied. “But enough seriousness, for now, you and your men must be weary after your battle and travels. Please, allow me to open my home to you.”

“A bath and a nap sound heavenly,” I confirmed with a grateful smile.

The king snapped his fingers, and one of the soldiers who stood behind him stepped forward.

“Take the God of Time’s horse back to the stables, please,” the king commanded. Then he gestured to another man who also stepped forward. “Lead our guests to the west wing of the palace, thank you.”

We all thanked the king again, and then we followed behind the soldier who led us through the winding hallways of the palace. Elissa was right, it was beautiful. Domed ceilings with intricate paintings graced the corridors, and multi-story windows let in plenty of sunshine to see where we were going. We entered a foyer of sorts, with several arches leading to other hallways and short benches around a large statue of the king. A spiral staircase circled around the sculpture, and then it led up to other levels.

It was breathtaking, and I gaped at the art and decor around me.

One day, I vowed to live in a palace as grand as this one.

The soldier led us through a doorway to my left, and we walked down another long pathway. This one was decorated in a blue color scheme, and paintings lined the walls in between entrances to rooms.

Several doors stood open, and when I peered inside with curiosity, I saw lavish bedrooms, luxurious living rooms, and a regal library. There were no people inside except for the occasional servant, and they smiled at us in a friendly manner as we passed by.

I wondered who lived here and why all the rooms were empty, but then the soldier stopped at the end of the hallway.

I stepped past him into the doorway he indicated, and my jaw nearly hit the floor at what laid in the room beyond.

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