All Chapters of A King's Surrender: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

July 25, 1345.Radnor Forest,North Walsham,The Kingdom of Myknos.Lady Odeya Katarina Black Sounds of battle in the air brought the lone rider to a halt below an old iron wood tree. The sounds came from the meadow downhill tickling her curiosity to observe the scene.The forest itself held its breath as if the spectacle below was one that determined the fate of the world. No birds could be heard singing their lively tunes and the crickets, these woods were famous for, remained silent. She loved watching men in combat as there was a feeling that she got from seeing the dance of the feet of the soldiers, the sounds of the clashing swords and the determination on the faces of both men, that could be likened to that experienced by an opium addict.The rider was but eighteen summers old so she had never known real combat besides the training's from her father and brothers in arms so the chance of observing an actual battle was an opportunity that she couldn't afford to miss.She dismoun

July 28, 1345.Stormhold Castle,The walled city of Rothwell,The capital city of Myknos.Lady Odeya Katarina BlackMornings in Stormhold were beautiful and in some ways, a routine had developed over the years except on days when royalty from other kingdoms were visiting or the prince was returning from a long trip and such was this morning. Prince Nicolas had just returned from Imras after a long month away and although the nobles were happy he was back safely, the servants were utterly terrified. He frustrated them a great deal and did not hesitate to make them feel worthless.Maids rushed about in the kitchens helping the fat cook, Madame Elma, prepare breakfast for the royal family while the others delivered hot water their chambers. Odeya carried dirty bed linens in a basket to the laundry and she had almost collapsed too many times under the weight of it. She was uncomfortable in the itchy woollen dress and undergarment but she had to endure it for the sake of blending in and wa

August 1, 1345.Stormhold Castle,The walled city of Rothwell,Capital of Myknos.Prince Nicolas Alexander TuttonThe first week of August brought a lot of work for the servants in Stormhold but even more so for the Prince. He had the Tri-kingdom games to plan, accounts, and stores to fill and investigations on the ambush in the woods to oversee. Now the noise from the debate among the lords was driving him crazy. Lord George of Tyrene and Lord Vadim of Dronfeld were arguing about who would supply the wines for the games and every other lord present was picking sides.“Your Highness, we are all familiar with Tyrene’s wines. Our imported wines are more exquisite and would make the other kingdoms marvel. I even have a new supply coming in my Prince. The kind that has never seen on our shores or Shiv’ra’s as my spies have told me.” Lord Vadim said.“My Prince now would be a time to stick with our traditional flavours. The vintage is ready and I can assure you that it is even better than

August 3, 1345. Stormhold Castle, The walled city of Rothwell, Capital of Myknos. Lady Odeya Katarina BlackExcitement spread through the staff in Stormhold and they all couldn't wait to see the new arrivals. Different rumours had begun spreading about the Prince and Princess of Shiv'ra.Some said they had black skin, someone said they were like giants and those with little imagination waited patienly to see them in the corridors leading to the Great Hall.Princess Alyn and Odeya fed on the hum of energy and put extra time into getting ready. Odeya already knew what the Prince looked like and a smile came to her face at his charming ways. 'Khalid', she remembered. Princess Alyn had been so jealous when she heard that she had seen him first but she soon let go of her jealousy when Odeya asked her to help her look nice. The Princess had squealed with delight and produced a red number that she claimed her look like an undead Princess. She lent her a silver necklace and combed out h

Great tip: Listen to Agnes Obel's Fuel to Fire while reading this chapter.August 12, 1345.Stormhold Castle,The walled city of Rothwell,Capital of Myknos.Lady Odeya Katarina BlackThe air in Myknos was alive with excitement for the first day of the Tri-Kingdom Harvest Festival. Colourful festoons filled the air and not a single cloud could be seen in the clear blue sky. The sun blared down but not too harshly that it was hot but just enough to bring light. Smoke curled from chimneys and the smell of roasting pigs and baking breads and cakes filled the air. The nobles were no less busy, getting ready to show off their family's affluence in an assortment of colors.Odeya took in the smells of the harvest and the upcoming festival to calm the nerves that had begun acting up ever since she woke up from her ergot induced sleep a few days ago. It seemed like a lot had changed since then, even Prince Nicolas didn't seem so distant as they developed a relationship where they spoke with