Chapter 1 ‘War development’
On the early 12th century, king Aragon had a life of luxury and recorded the richest in Rome. His empires sat between the Spartans (a very strong army).He had a long relationship with the Queen of the Persion Empire which was an enemy to the romans.The citizens hated him and weren’t fond of him.At the year 1243, he was fully known as a ‘dispicable creature of mankind’. “Father I have Brang a feast sent from Greece-”.Stuttered Prince Mefetté.
“Now now my son I can not consume from enemy outsiders.”replied king Aragon.
“But father Arag,the soldiers worked night and day to steal from Greece most were caught and now prisoned.”
“Aww,”he laughed.“Where’s my prince a lad with less naivety, you will become a leader one day and you will be responsible for everything and most importantly-,”.
“Yes, I know my people of course.”
Seconds had past and a subtle knock had echoed through the golden corridors,“Reveal your self.”called out the king.“It’s me,your majesty.”cried a whispery old voice.“Ah, protector Bernard what strange timing why return so early aren’t you suppose to be with the men?”
All of a sudden he bursted into the room, his cloths ripped and shredded and his greyish hair frizzed into his face with a worrying expression .For the first time the king had seen him this way as he was best known to dress in a tidied leafer Italian suit best known to neally be as well dressed as the king himself!
“Sorry to distract you from your conversation my master but sir glory has not come instead we’re under ATTACK!”
