Chapter ThirtyTwo

He smiled politely and nodded and turned to face Ariel. “Enjoy your breakfast,” He turned to face me again. “It’s so great to have you back, your majesty.” He bowed with a smile and turned toward the door.

“Thank you um…” Ariel paused not knowing his name.

“Galain, your highness.” He says nodding toward the ground.

“Right, thank you, Galain.” She says smiling back taking a bite of her breakfast.

“Galain, that name does sound familiar, however I appologise I can’t remember from where.” He turned to face me his eyes shone as if there were stars in his eyes.

“Yes sir, I was but a boy when you died, but my father was Hand of the king.” He replies.

“Hand of Arthur you mean?” I questioned, his delusions are beginning to pique my interest.

“Yes, my king,” he replied.

“How did you find out all this?" Ariel asked while she placed a blueberry in her mouth.

The man's smile faded and he looked at the floor, yet said nothing.

"Galain, where did you attain the information of the legend, if