...Destiny and Fate...
Chapter 1
I woke up to the smell of something burning. I quickly leaped out of bed and ran out of my bedroom thinking 'What is going on?'
As i entered the kitchen i saw my father bent over the fire place cooking something.
"Father...what are you doing?" I said concerned with this. He never cooked anything. I actually did most of the work for this house and my father. Being 18 and taking care of a house, my father and my own future can be alot to handle sometimes. We lived in Ayr, Scotland which had beautiful landscapes and sunsets for me to paint. That's what i did to earn my money.Well our money. And then a thought struck me. Today was the day i had to go to the castle to see Princess Audrey about my paintings. Her father had seen them when he had come into town to announce he was leaving for business and was leaving his daughter in charge.
My heartbeat increased 10-fold and for a second, I almost forgot that my father was burning breakfast.
"Sam...what are you doing up so early?" My father asked ,startled by my sudden appearance.
" I could ask you the same thing father." I said suspiciously. My father was not the sort of man to wake up at 6:00 am on a Saturday morning to burn our breakfast. My father was a well-known gentleman throughout the town of Ayr. He has thinned black hair and blue eyes. He is sort of overweight but then again he was very healthy for a man his age. But back to my present problem.
"Father? Do you know where my clothes are? The ones for the meeting today?"
Confusion flickered across my father's face. Then the realization spread ,overwhelming the confusion." They're out on the line Sam." He said.
I ran out onto the front yard before he finished talking. Then when I rounded the corner to where the clothes line was and when I saw it my heart sank. I saw a picture flash in my head. My mother standing there, a smile on her face. Her green eyes sparkled in the rays of the sun. Her Bronze-brown hair blowing all around her. And then it ended, just like that.
I sighed and grabbed my clothes off of the line. A white dress shirt with a dark yellow vest with, Black pants with black boots that ended up just below the knee. I ran back inside our little two story house. My room has the best view throughout the whole house. I walked up to the mirror on the northern wall. The first thing I noticed is that my bronze-brown hair was utterly disheveled. My bright green eyes were frantic with anxiety and fear and excitement. My lightly tanned skin seemed to glow. I grabbed a comb and yanked it through my hair. After I was done, I quickly pulled on my clothes. I ran down our creaky, worn dark wooden stairs and back into the kitchen. I grabbed a freshly picked apple from the bowl on our small kitchen table.
" How do I look father? Nice enough to address the King ?"
" Yes son! You look very pleasant indeed." My father said ,chuckling at my nervousness.
" Thank you father! I'll be back soon!" I said running out the door. I had been gathering my paintings as he spoke. I ran outside and out to the stables where my horse, Topaz , awaited me.
" Hey girl. Are you ready?" Topaz whinnied. It was almost and uneasy sound." Yes, me neither!" Topaz had always been able to understand me since the day she way born.
" Come on girl!" I said. I put my painting in the sack that was tied to the wool saddle. I pulled on the reins and we took off torwards the castle.
After a half and hour or so I started to see the hill that the castle was on. After another 10 minutes I ran into one of my friends from town. His name was Kyle. He had gray eyes and blonde hair.
" Oi Sam!" he called.
" Kyle!" I called back." How've you been old friend!" We grew up together.
" Not to bad. Got me a nice little lady though. Expecting our first little one." I gasped. " Well congratulations me boy!" I clapped him on the back!
" Well thanks. By the way Sam, where ya headed?" He asked with pure curiosity. I swallowed hard, my anxiety coming back.
" Headed to the castle. His majesty saw my paintings when he came into town with one of his cooks. He wanted to buy one." Now Kyle clapped me on the back.
" Well congrats to you me old boy! I'm sorry Sam but I really should get going. It was so good to see you my old friend!" We hugged each other before I climbed back onto Topaz's back. And when Kyle was out of sight I kept on going.
Another hour and I arrived at the castle gates.
" WHO WISHES TO PASS THROUGH!" A soldiers voice boomed.
" Sam. Sam Canson. The King wanted to see me for my paintings?" The nervousness was leakng into my tone.I could hear it.
"YOU MAY ENTER!" He boomed again. And as I passed through the gates to the castle I thought 'Here goes nothing'.