I had a request to continue the introduction chapter and in my way I have :)

Title - Memory

Word Count - 512

Summery - Continuation of the first chapter. Will is now trying to remember who Horace is.

Will nearly growled in frustration. He had beens taring at one person for the better part of 10 minutes and all he had remembered was that this person had been there whilst he was a child and that now he was his best friend. As Will went over this information again, something else clicked.

"Did I hate you when we were younger?" he asked. Horace grinned through his teeth. At least it was something, he thought and shifted sideways uncomfortable. Will had been watching him for a long time and it seemed to be a tue struggle for both men. Horace had to watch his temper and Will had to push information from wherever it was hidden.

After watching Will start to think hard again Horace sighed. What could he do?

"Are you ok with being alone for a while, there is something I have to go and do," He said to his friend and after getting a nod, left.

Horace stomped his way down to the practice courts located in the centre of the page training area of the castle. The walk took around about five minutes at the pace of Horace and he pulled out his sword as soon as he reached it.

It was the day of rest for the castle and only a few dedicated pages were around attempting to practice but as soon as the fabled oakleaf knight came into view, stopped and stood back to watch.

Horace yelled at the pole and started bashing away at the pole. He was calling out his moves as he went, causing him to stop thinking about his friend that had been injured and for him to pay more attention to his technique.

When he finally stopped Horace had gathered a small crowd. With one hand he wiped the sweat out of his eyes whilst the other held his sword. He glanced down at it and grimaced, he was going to need to get all of the nicks out of it.

Halt walked forwards to him and nodded down at the sword.

"You were with Will?" he asked simply.

"Yes," Horace replied.

The two men walked off the the upper levels of the palace to help Horace cool down and reach his room.

"Next time you go, take me with you. Remember, we still have to hide our true emotions from him," Halt said and left. There were no smiles, not even a change in the grimmer than normal expression during the whole conversation.

It was going to be a long road.

Done! Finally!

It's longer than the first one but still short. I don't care really as long chapters annoy me:)

So far I have managed one for each day. Even though it is only day two...

!Question for today!

Which country and why has the worst drivers in the world?

Alyss Mainwaring