Chapter 1: Chapter 1 Chapter 1: Prologue. Swordmaster Ever since I was a child, there was a story my father used to tell. “Arhan, our Karavan family, though we live now in this tiny backwater estate, wasn’t always like this.” Whenever he told that story my father always looked joyful. Even at his middle age his eyes shone bright ...
Chapter 1: Chapter 1 Chapter 1: Prologue. Swordmaster Ever since I was a child, there was a story my father used to tell. “Arhan, our Karavan family, though we live now in this tiny backwater estate, wasn’t always like this.” Whenever he told that story my father always looked joyful. Even at his middle age his eyes shone bright like a young man’s. His voice sounded excited like a boy’s. “Two hundred years ago, the Karavan family was a great house that defended this kingdom. The king favored them most; they were righteous wardens everyone revered.” When he said that, my father always showed me the large portrait hanging in the mansion. The portrait was of an old man—so aged his hair had turned white—yet his gaze flashed sharp like a lion’s, full of dignity. Beside that portrait there hung
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