The Teal Knight

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He wanted to sing songs that would melt a lady’s heart, or tell tales that would frighten children into behaving. He wanted a simple life, not a bloody one. But he was the first son, and he had to obey his mother’s wishes. His armour was cheap and thin, covered by a cloth of teal. He knew he was no match for the other knights, who had trained and fought for years. He knew he would not last long in the tournament, but he hoped to at least survive. He was the Teal Knight, but he wished he was not.

He stood at the door, clad in teal, waiting for his name to be called. He was the Teal Knight, but only by his mother’s insistence. She had dreamed of glory and fame for her son, of invitations to royal balls and courtly gossip. She had forced him to enter the Knights of the Prism Tournament, hoping he would bring honour to their family name. But he had no interest in knighthood, nor in the colour that marked him as a lesser noble. He had other passions, like music and poetry, like crafting and storytelling.