CHAPTER II
His Eternal Quest
A cold shiver of wind blew across the blood torn face of Ferald, the steep feel of pain was far too much! He moaned in terror, as his eyes tried there best to keep open. "The boy sill wakens the living, my lord!" Two men slowly walked the trail towards Ferald "the gods must favor him, to be alive after a blow like that" Ferald lay there though as his still body was lifted up by the hands of the soldier "let go of me you barbarian!" said Ferald as he was taken toward the leader, Rombius.
"So young boy from Albion, you believe we are barbarians?" questioned Rombius as he stared into the hazel nut colored eyes of Ferald. "No your worse than barbarians, your filthy murderers who lust for blood not glory, and think only of yourselves!" Rombius laughed loudly, Ferald shrieked in fear. "Do you fear me young one?" Ferald looked dead straight into the eyes of Rombius "I fear no one but the valor of a warrior and the heart of a man!" said Ferald proudly as he sot himself up and walked away from the camp, leg still wobbly from the blow. "Ferald, do you know what are quest is, are journey…it is to take this land from hat filthy king of yours! Then enslave the children and woman and kill all the man, your land will burn to the ground! Fear so the heart of a barbarian because we shall be your end!" Ferald continued to walk, not looking back, not making he slightest move of fear! But even though he never showed it, Ferald heart quakened faster and faster…he had to warn the queen, he had to find a way! It was his quest!