Prologue
This is a story I wrote and nearly finished a long while ago, the end chapter was a small wisp of an idea that I had a long while ago. The original idea faded so I wrote that instead. I've done the best I could to make it better and I believe that it is. I don't mind if you don't like it, just keep any negative words to yourself, that's all I ask. Please, Enjoy.
"When you look for a man- what you want to look for is a man with the heart of a poor boy and the mind of a conqueror."
― C. JoyBell C.
My name is Emma Campion I live in…Well I live in many places, I was born into royalty in London and put into the Cheapside when I was 8 years old with merely a locket necklace with a painting of my family in it and their names as well as my own on the back, it is oval shaped and it has simple vines twisting around it with an emerald gem in the middle, I was found a few hours later by the Campion family and they took me in, I dropped my real last name and took theirs. The thing is that my real family is Royal and I am of royal birth and the Campion family know that but they won't tell anyone because I don't want them to, my sister is Jocelyn Lovell she and I are fraternal twins and look a lot alike but I look more like our father as my adoptive father, Gareth, told me, and she looks more like our mother.
I started travelling when I was 16 years old and my older brother Saul came with me, two years after that I joined the tournaments that included Jousting, sword fighting, archery and many other things; I was, and still am, quite fond of sword fighting and archery and I had always wanted to learn Jousting, my brother taught me jousting and I cut my hair, strapped down my bosom, found myself a Herald and entered the Tournament, with a few modifications to my facial features with make-up and a bit of dirt here and there I looked rough enough to look like a male and I lowered my voice a bit, plus I always had a thin scarf around my mouth and nose to help with the look, I have been pulling it off for a year now.
Just after I entered the tournament I found a blacksmith who joined me and made me personalized armor, I also found another squire. Saul my brother and first squire, Adelaide Coppin my blacksmith, Gerald Coppin Adelaide's brother and my second squire, and Wulfric Brian my Herald; we all became the best of friends and we were never apart when I was not in the tournament. Well I guess this is where we start, this is my story.