Prologue
It all starts at the castle of White Thorn. This castle stood right over the edge of a beautiful cliff with the ocean behind them. they were once a king, fair and right. He ruled over the lands far and wide with peace. Nothing stopped the people he led over from being themselves. Then they were the Warden, he had no name, nobody has ever seen him without his white and gold amour over his full body. He was the right-hand man of the king and made sure they would be at peace.
But then one day there was war, hundreds of houses burned to the ground. They called themselves the demons of Raiford. Months passed on of total war and devastation. Until one sad day, they stormed into the castle broke through their safe walls.
The warden and his men could not hold them off. Their chants for the blood of the king were too strong. Until they were pushed back into the courtyard. There they watch their beloved king be slain. With a scream of anger, the warden jumped up and attacked.....but sadly he too could not beat them. After minutes of fighting, he was pushed to the same edge of the ocean they all so loved, With one last breath he fell.
But who would have thought he would survive and wash ashore on a sandy beach and wake up to the sound of whispers. Come with me and I will show you the tale of the warden with elves, goblins, and much more, maybe even love.
WARNING
this book does have mature content such as blood, death, foul language, and some sexual scenes. Please don't read this if any of those things you are not comfortable with.
Prologue
Wardens pov
We were losing ground and fast. The demons we closing us down no here to hide or go, all we could do is fight. Left and right my men were slain. If we killed one four more would show their ugly face. I knew we weren't going to make it out alive....but maybe my king would live to rule again.
"Retreat! Fall back to the courtyard! We will take our stand there" I scream as loud as I could but it wasn't louder than the cries of pain and the sound of metal hitting metal. We were at our last step, behind us was the ocean crashing against the ridged walls of earth. We fought as hard and as long as we could until we heard a voice loud and clear, our king. "Stop! Enough!"
There he stood on my right side. His face was stone-cold but his eyes showed the fear that only I could see. Everyone had stopped moving, even the demons of Raiford. We watched as he walked towards us with each stride powerful yet soft. His feet clanking in his gold amour. "Please spare my men's life for my own. They have been only soldiers following orders" I tried to yell out to him but one look in his eyes and I knew I could not stop him. He strode in front of me and my 20 other soldiers. His back to us in all his shiny glory.
Seconds later a man in all black amour spikes prodding from his shoulders, his face covered by a helmet with a white painting of a skull gliding over at his side was a sword covered in the blood of my fallen friends and some I called family. He seemed to effortlessly walk straight to my king and laugh making my ears scream in pain. His laugh reminded me of a pig screaming in fear of what might come. "You are a fool old man....but I will show mercy this once time"
It seemed as quick as lightning, one Blink was all it took. The sound of a sword slicing through the body was heard. I couldn't help but stare in disbelief as our once strong king was cut in half in one second, Fear gripped us all it ran up our spines making the hair on the back of our necks stand. The man in black smiled as the king's body hit the ground his sword dripping with royal blood.
"Throw the trash in the ocean," the man in black said as a dirt-filled smirk filled his face as watched us like filth from beneath his shoes. he strode over our king, his feet flooded with blood. The next thing we knew, we were getting attacked, many knights were slain before they could even raise their swords.
"You filthy Lair!" I screamed as they cut my friends and comrades down one by one. Screams once more filled the courtyard as each of my men fell in pain. My heart tore with each body hitting the fool. "you said you would show mercy!". As I ready myself I could hear the pig laugh happily. "I am showing mercy, by killing the rest of you filth from this world".
In the end, I was the only one standing, cut and bloody but alive. It was getting hard to see, I could not breathe correctly, I hoped to whoever was out there for this to be my last breath to give me the strength to keep fighting until the bitter end.
It too soon came the time where I couldn't stand any longer, leaning against a railing I watch them close in. I was no longer scared because I knew I would be with my king soon. I couldn't help but smile as I felt the last sword go into my stomach. A smile under my helmet and a bitter laugh echoed I fought man after man slaying as many of these dogs as I could. The sounds of an arrow whistled striking true through the air and a thunk stopped my movements. All my pain vanished as I looked down to my stomach where an arrow struck through my amour. another arrow whistled through the air hitting once more into my stomach making me take a few steps back to the railing. Taking wheezing breaths I stood up once more, the third arrow flew striking once again. With the thoughts of my king flashing through my eyes I take my last breath and fell back into the ocean that could take me to my king.....
I hope you liked the part about this magical story! This is my first book so please if you do see anything that could be approved then pls tell me so I can fix it and make it a better story overall
