155 The Best Swordsman in Aerithor

They were shown into a private courtyard when they arrived at the royal castle. “The king insisted that you stay here.” The fellow who ushered them in shrugged. “You must be pretty special. No one comes in here but the king himself and his family. Also, he said while he is impressed that you came super early, it just isn't time yet.” And then the man disappeared. Kelley dropped to the ground which was covered in a very soft moss. “Ah, this moss is so soft, it feels like a king's bed.” He looked up at Freidis. “I think I might just go to sleep. There's nothing else to do but wait anyway.” But he had barely closed his eyes when Freidis jumped to his side and shook him back awake. “What is it?” “How can you sleep Kelley?” She asked. “Do you know where we are?” “Erm, the royal castle Freidis, where we were always coming? Come on. The king won't be here until another hour. Why can't I sleep?” “But it's the king!” She looked frantic. “The king of Aerithor! What was I thinking? In s