Disclaimer: I do not own most of the characters nor most of the settings. Although, Nelyra and Kay are mine.
Author's Note: Please reviewI am currently struggling with a writer's block but I have enough material to add a chapter a day for a week.
Nelyra shut the door to her apartment. Turning to face the room, she saw her brother cleaning his sword. She loved that sword. It had a beautiful silver hilt shaped like the wings of a dragon. The dragon's head fitted over the tang, securing the blade. The dragon's body extended through the grip, its hind claws holding on to a blue crystal, forming the pommel. The blade gleamed cold silver.
"You look too serious," Nelyra commented. "Anything bothering you?" She walked to the breadbox.
"As a matter of fact, yes. A gentleman challenged me to a duel, foolish man."
Nelyra choked on her slice of bread. "A gentleman did what?!"
Well, a knight, really, challenged me to a duel, Nelyra."
"Over what, may I ask?" She noticed Robert's color rise a bit, as I did when he was under pressure.
"A silly argument."
"So you are willing to get killed over a girl?"
"Did I say it was over a lady?"
"No, your face did."
Robert's face displayed a vermilion color.
"Anyway, good luck, and good morning. I'm going to bed. You should really try to cure your duelphilia," she said, referring to the many times that Robert had to clean his blade after it had cut through his opponent's flesh.
"Good night, Nelly," Robbie said, placing his sword into it's scabbard.
If only she knew, he thought. If only she knew.