Maland Part 1

Maland's POV 

As I stared at the magnificent castle, I felt my heart rate raise. The walls of what I have stared at innumerable times, dreaming of crossing the gate some day. Something was beyond that gate, and I wanted to discover that forever. 

Ever since I was a child I knew that my father was a knight. I didn't know what it meant though, but I knew that title deemed him worthy of crossing those gates, to see the arena hidden from countless peasants like me. A title one day I hoped to achieve myself. And today was that day.

My father trained me ever since I had expressed my interest in doing what he does. To have the honor to protect someone, let alone your nation, was something that drew me from within. I have entered from these walls before, to partake in combats and trials until only the worthy were chosen. And every single time I faced someone in a challenge, I found myself questioning if I was doing it right.