Part 2
*25 years later, a year before the knights will discover their destiny as a Mystic Knight.*
Rohan stood up that morning with the feeling that this day was not going to be like any other day. Untill now he had lived an ordinary life, or at least that's what it felt like. Because, yes of course he was a druid's pupil, which made him special in the eyes of his best friend Angus. But the thing with Angus was that he lived from day by day. He could wake up not knowing what this day might bring him. Would he still enough gold to make him live large for the rest of his life? Or would he get cought again, what usually happened? Angus was a louzy thief, but better a thief than Rohan was a druid's apprentice. Although like Angus told him Rohan's magic stunk, Cathbad was determined to make Rohan a druid, and there was little Rohan could change about that. Although Rohan doubted if he'd ever become a druid, he loved to go to the castle every day, day by day. Because in the castle hid the greatest treasure of them all: Princess Deirdre..
'Angus, wake up!' Rohan pulled Angus's arm 'Another glorious day for thiefery!' 'hmpf.. aagh..' Angus, obviously not in the mood of basically doing anything, rolled to his other side, facing the reed wall of their humble hut. Rohan shook his head and went of to wash his face. When he came back he saw Angus sitting at their table eating the remains of their last piece of bread. The thief grinned and swallowed the rest of what should have been Rohan's breakfast. 'Whoa, that was some breakfast! I'm telling ya, this must've been one of the finest loaves I had i years!'
'Now Angus, you really shouldn't have done that! What, I can't even trust my best friend nowadays? But you're lucky, I'm not in the mood for fighting nor have I the time. I have to get the castle, are you coming with me?' Angus's face lighted up thinking about all the purses from rich nobles the castle held. 'The castle? Need you even ask?'
Just as Rohan and Angus stepped out of their hut, right into the morning light, a man ran towards the two. They both recognised him as Melnar, the village healer. Melnar stopped right before them, trying to catch his breath. 'Calm down Melnar, what is it that made you run as if the Daghda himself was on your heals?', Rohan said. Melnar looked up to him, shaking his head, than looked straight at Angus: 'There isn't much time, you.. you must come with me! Angus, it's Elaenir!'
Angus's eyes turned cold. 'What does she want from me, after all these years?' 'Please Angus, I can't explain, you must come with me, she wants to talk to you in private.' 'And why does she need you to tell me that, why couldn't she come talk to me in person?' 'Because, Angus, she is dying..'
Rohan looked at Angus to see what the impact of this message was on his friend but he remained a mask of stone. He couldn't blame him, but he would have expected at least the slightest emotion on Angus's face. After all, this was the woman that took care for him untill he reached the age of five. For what Angus had told him, was that he loved her as a mother and he always thought she actually was his mother, and of course she loved him too, but when Angus became five he wasn't the adorable baby anymore she took in when she found him, and he became sort of a burdain, he would get into trouble all the time, and she got rid of him like a dog. Not long after that Angus and Rohan met each other and together they survived.
Angus held so much bitterness against this woman, he didn't feel much for coming to her deathbed, of Elaenir maybe pursuading him to forgive her, and he told Melnar that.
'She thought you might say that. She says you should know things, about your past.' Angus looked at his feet and at sighed. 'Melnar, please. I really don't think..' 'Angus go, this might be your only chance of finding out who your family is! It wouldn't heard to just listen what she has to say would it?', Rohan interrupted Angus. 'But I don't think i can't..' tears welled up in Angus's eyes. 'It's too much..' Rohan layed his hand on Angus's shoulder. 'I'll come with you, I'm sure Cathbad will understand.'
Angus took a deep breath and made up his mind and weakly smiled at Rohan. 'I'm not sure if Cathbad will understand but you're right about Elaenir.' 'Well let's go then!', Melnar said and impatiently took off, with Angus and Rohan not far behind him.
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*25 years later, a year before the knights will discover their destiny as a Mystic Knight.*
Rohan stood up that morning with the feeling that this day was not going to be like any other day. Untill now he had lived an ordinary life, or at least that's what it felt like. Because, yes of course he was a druid's pupil, which made him special in the eyes of his best friend Angus. But the thing with Angus was that he lived from day by day. He could wake up not knowing what this day might bring him. Would he still enough gold to make him live large for the rest of his life? Or would he get cought again, what usually happened? Angus was a louzy thief, but better a thief than Rohan was a druid's apprentice. Although like Angus told him Rohan's magic stunk, Cathbad was determined to make Rohan a druid, and there was little Rohan could change about that. Although Rohan doubted if he'd ever become a druid, he loved to go to the castle every day, day by day. Because in the castle hid the greatest treasure of them all: Princess Deirdre..
'Angus, wake up!' Rohan pulled Angus's arm 'Another glorious day for thiefery!' 'hmpf.. aagh..' Angus, obviously not in the mood of basically doing anything, rolled to his other side, facing the reed wall of their humble hut. Rohan shook his head and went of to wash his face. When he came back he saw Angus sitting at their table eating the remains of their last piece of bread. The thief grinned and swallowed the rest of what should have been Rohan's breakfast. 'Whoa, that was some breakfast! I'm telling ya, this must've been one of the finest loaves I had i years!'
'Now Angus, you really shouldn't have done that! What, I can't even trust my best friend nowadays? But you're lucky, I'm not in the mood for fighting nor have I the time. I have to get the castle, are you coming with me?' Angus's face lighted up thinking about all the purses from rich nobles the castle held. 'The castle? Need you even ask?'
Just as Rohan and Angus stepped out of their hut, right into the morning light, a man ran towards the two. They both recognised him as Melnar, the village healer. Melnar stopped right before them, trying to catch his breath. 'Calm down Melnar, what is it that made you run as if the Daghda himself was on your heals?', Rohan said. Melnar looked up to him, shaking his head, than looked straight at Angus: 'There isn't much time, you.. you must come with me! Angus, it's Elaenir!'
Angus's eyes turned cold. 'What does she want from me, after all these years?' 'Please Angus, I can't explain, you must come with me, she wants to talk to you in private.' 'And why does she need you to tell me that, why couldn't she come talk to me in person?' 'Because, Angus, she is dying..'
Rohan looked at Angus to see what the impact of this message was on his friend but he remained a mask of stone. He couldn't blame him, but he would have expected at least the slightest emotion on Angus's face. After all, this was the woman that took care for him untill he reached the age of five. For what Angus had told him, was that he loved her as a mother and he always thought she actually was his mother, and of course she loved him too, but when Angus became five he wasn't the adorable baby anymore she took in when she found him, and he became sort of a burdain, he would get into trouble all the time, and she got rid of him like a dog. Not long after that Angus and Rohan met each other and together they survived.
Angus held so much bitterness against this woman, he didn't feel much for coming to her deathbed, of Elaenir maybe pursuading him to forgive her, and he told Melnar that.
'She thought you might say that. She says you should know things, about your past.' Angus looked at his feet and at sighed. 'Melnar, please. I really don't think..' 'Angus go, this might be your only chance of finding out who your family is! It wouldn't heard to just listen what she has to say would it?', Rohan interrupted Angus. 'But I don't think i can't..' tears welled up in Angus's eyes. 'It's too much..' Rohan layed his hand on Angus's shoulder. 'I'll come with you, I'm sure Cathbad will understand.'
Angus took a deep breath and made up his mind and weakly smiled at Rohan. 'I'm not sure if Cathbad will understand but you're right about Elaenir.' 'Well let's go then!', Melnar said and impatiently took off, with Angus and Rohan not far behind him.
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