Amriorda

Amriorda t1_j28ma8v wrote

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Amriorda t1_irex5yl wrote

You wake up on your eleventh birthday, and your dad gives you an unbalanced sword. "Do god's work, son. That'll be how you make the family proud," he says, already turning to head back to his chambers.

Your nanny leads you to a horse twice your height and you're told to meet your uncle two towns over. Some of your family had already had their last thought of you before today, but for others this would be the last time you saw any of them.

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