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The Knight of the Red Dragon - Part Seven - Eve's Side

"Well, mother. Here is the woman I plan to marry," said Sir Richardo. He pushed me towards a tall woman who had raven-black colored hair and a crooked nose. She wore a long, emerald green dress, and coldly stared at me. The smile of a proud and happy mother was noticeably absent.

"Well, you could have at least told me ahead of time," she sniffed.

"Now, mother. You should be happy," he said. He stared at me with his piercing eyes, and I shivered. Again, he pushed me towards his mother. "I must now ask you to take my bride and to prepare her for our future wedding." He turned his back to his mother and I, and walked out of the room.

His mother grabbed my arm, and hissed, "And now, you must come with me." She pulled my arm, which caused me to nearly trip, and dragged me out of the room.

About Part 7

If you're wondering why part 7 hasn't been posted yet, you can read my explanation here.

The Knight of the Red Dragon - Part Six - Ben's Side

Some time later I woke up. A middle-aged, peasant man, a peasant woman about the man's age and the kind who rescued me, stood over me. "Huh? Who are you?" I asked. I pointed towards the kid, "And you. You never told me your name. What is it?"

"It's best you don't know," he said. "What?" I asked. The three of them stared at me as if I had just fallen from the sky.

"Doesn't he know?" the woman whispered.

"I think he got his head hit one too many times. You should have seen those knights ...," The man and woman glared at the kid, and fell silent.

"Oh, Solomon! Are you sure he is the one?" asked the woman.

"Yes, Ruth. I am sure," answered Solomon.

"What?" I said. They turned their backs to me and I laid back down. 'What on Earth are they talking about?" It was then that I felt the sharp, piercing pain in my head.

A loud knock startled me. Solomon walked over to a door and opened it. An old man wearing a shawl with tassels walked in the room. The two men whispered to each other in a language I did not understand. The kid walked to a table, carrying two candles. He wore a small white cap on his head.

'That cap looks familiar ... Oh! I got it!' At that point, though, I felt my head ache again. "Oh!" I moaned. Ruth came over to the side of my bed, and lowered a wooden cup to my mouth. "Here. Drink this. It'll take away the pain and help you sleep," she said. I took some sips from the cup and could taste the bitterness of the liquid. I shut my eyes, and soon I was out.