Chapter 7

Messengers and Kings

Picking the pendant up so it hung from a finger, Trowa spun the emerald pendant around watching as the sun reflected off of it and shaded his face in a green blanket. Such a beautiful crafted piece of glass meant so much to so many people; Trowa clutched it tightly in his hand and placed the pendant around his neck. The sun was setting and the sound of a galloping horse sounded making its way closer and closer to his family's home.

Trowa slipped off of his branch landing gracefully on the ground avoiding the water and managing not to get his pants wet in the process. As Trowa got off his branch and made his way closer to his home he saw a man dismount off his horse and pull out a small brown saddle bag. The man loosened the horses saddle and lead it over to a fence were he tied it up a small patch of grass was at its feet so it could nibble on the greens. The man didn't notice Trowa's approach from behind and gave a heavy loud knock on the hoses door. Aerma answered the door and Trowa only got a bit of the conversation as he got closer.

"Is Trowa of the Barton family in, I have a message from the King"

"He's not in at the mo-"

"He's right here" Trowa said from behind causing the messenger to spin around and stare in shock at the lanky boy. This is one of the warriors? The messenger continued to stare till Aerma gave a quiet 'ahem' and asked politely if he would like to come in for a drink and to discuss business.

"Thank you, I have had a long journey and I will be needing to leave soon" The messenger tuned to look at Trowa "Along with your son Trowa" Trowa's neutral face darkened into a light scowl.

Dear mother,

All of the other three warriors have been rounded up, like cattle to do the Kings biding. The other three are so similar to myself it surprises me. They have lost there family like I have and gone threw so much pain and heart ach, its as if these simple things happened to bring us closer together for what we must do. The others are as different as me as we are similar. Duo is loud but I cannot help but like him like everyone else in the palace, Wufei is honorable and I respect him as a person and a warrior. Quatre reminds me of you a bit, he has suffered but still he strives to help others. I feel drawn to him. We have all gotten close after only three weeks of knowing one another. King Ferevi wanted us to know one another well before we set out on our journey, which is to start tomorrow. I wanted to send you this letter before I left, incase I never get to talk to you again. Do not worry for me mother, I will be fine.

Love Trowa, I will always think of you as my mother