AN: Jack's back. This chapter is the start of the movie plotline. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, followed, favourited, and read this story. I will try my best to update frequently.

Two years later…

"Fee. Fye. Foe. Fumm. Ask not whence the thunder comes. Ask not where the herds have gone. Nor why the birds have ceased their song. When coming home don't take too long. For monsters roam in Albion."

A man of short stature performed the lines of the play. As he spoke, out came a person dressed as a giant who was fighting with people dressed as habitants of Cloister.

Jack entered the large tent after tying his horse and cart outside. He had come to the market to sell his horse and cart after his uncle told him they needed thatch for the holes in the roof. They had to sell it for money. But the crowd gathered inside the tent of Erik the Great distracted him.

When he found a good spot to stand, he realized the play was a live-action performance of his favourite book, The Giants of Gantua. He grinned in recognition. He noticed a feminine figure to his left. She glanced at him and they made eye contact. Both smiled curtly at each other. But other men had noticed her too. The men started harassing the lady and Jack just had to intercept. This resulted with a punch in the face.

"To be honest I thought you were too drunk to do that." Jack revealed in shock. Jack kept on babbling about not treating a lady with respect and that they would get in trouble…

All of a sudden they were cowering in fear and everyone in the tent was bowing. The lady had gotten on a horse behind one of the knights and had taken off her hood.

"There's something behind me isn't there?" Jack doesn't want to turn around, but he senses a presence. He turns and sees that it is a cluster of knights from the Royal Guard, and one of them has a sword pointed at him.

Elmont's breath catches for a split second when the boy turns around. He felt as if he had seen that face before.

"What's your name?" Elmont questions the boy in front of him, wanting to know his name, though at the same time it was also his duty to ask.

Jack stares in fear and answers stuttering, "Jack." If the sword wasn't pointed at him at this moment he would have appreciated the sight of the man in armor.

"Something wrong with your knees Jack?" Elmont tested out the name on his tongue.

Jack liked as his name was spoken by the knight, even though this was the worst circumstance ever. Glancing at the lady on the horse, he realizes that the lady was in fact the princess. Jack quickly kneels. Elmont gives a withering look at the scene before him, lifts his sword from Jack and rides after the rest of the knights.

Excited by his encounter with the Royal Guard Jack watches them as they return to the palace. Jack leaves the tent in search of his horse and cart. He finds the horse but no cart. Giving up he attempts to sell only the horse. A monk suddenly approaches him and franticly offers to buy the horse, giving Jack a small pouch of beans. Jack is annoyed and refuses. The monk states that the church will give money for returning the beans. The beans were of great value in the history of Cloister. Jack stares at the beans, questioning their worth. The monk then gallops away with the horse, leaving a warning: Do Not Get Them Wet.

Jack returns home with the special beans and shows them to his uncle. His uncle begins lecturing him about how the church does not have money and that beans are worthless. The beans are thrown to the floor. Jack picks the beans back up, but one slips through the cracks.

The Guardians arrive at the palace and deliver the princess to the King. She tells Elmont that sometimes she needs to have some freedom. However, she gets into an argument with her father and storms out of the throne room, retreating to her bedchambers. She just wants to see the world as the common people do, learn their ways and help her people. The knight's are then dismissed and given a break for finding the princess.

Elmont and Crawe most definitely did deserve that break, it was a tough job keeping track of where the princess went.

A stroll through the castle grounds seemed like a good idea.

"Rather eventful today, is it not Elmont?"

"Yes, it is a beautiful day."

"... something on your mind?"

"Did that boy look familiar to you, Crawe?"

"Ahh. Yes, I think that we may have met him before."

"I do hope that we get to see him again."

"And why is that, Elmont?"

"Nothing, really."

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