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Literature
KOS Ch. 5
The Battle at The King’s Palace
Kentel walked out of his office and watched as his sister and the garden-boy took off with Lord Acker.  He would need all of his strength for this one.  They probably thought he was poisoned from the silly maid’s attempt, they didn’t know he was whole and healthy.  He had that edge at least.  He walked toward the dawn gate, it was closest to the kitchens and he had told Akikata he would protect his brother.  Was this a distraction from Losver or was this an attempt at his life again?  
None of the generals were at the dawn gate when he got there.  A few guards were preparing for the falling of the gate, but no one else had made it yet.  “It seems we have some guests boys.”  He said smiling at the frightened guards.  It worked his joke caused a course of laughter to travel throughout them.  “I would rather be able to shut the door again tonight so let us open up and
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KOS Ch. 4
Kentel walked into his office, while attempting to think of ways to get his brother and sister to the City of Adul.  There were only so many ways to get to Adul, but it was the safest city within the Kingdom.  He was certain that he could only trust a few of his soldiers and even fewer of his Generals.  Not that they wouldn’t do the jobs they were paid for, but that was part of the problem.  Soldiers and Generals were here for pay not honor, usually.  He needed to find someone that was actually loyal to him and not gold.  Wait, his Knights, how in the name of Ize did he forget them?  Well it would have to be the Acker clan they were the only ones that lived in Adul.  He needed to get in touch with them as soon as possible.  He would still need a way to get them out of the Palace before they could get to the safety of his Knight.  
A knock on his office door was the only warning he got that he had company before Miles Acker walked
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KOS- Ch.3
 The next day, Kentel was up late due to his late trip to the Kitchen’s the previous night.  What made this worse was it was Ildri’s day to spend with him.  He had not spent time with her on their previous day because of an attack on Ryan, but he had sworn to do so this day.  Little sister’s could be so difficult to deal with sometimes.  It wasn’t her fault she wanted to be around her brother but it was slightly difficult to do considering he had a Kingdom to run and all that.
He quickly got dressed and walked to the private garden.  One of the ground keepers was pruning the fruit trees.  He was probably close to the age of the kitchen-boy from last night.  He couldn’t see the boy’s face to tell though, he had his back to him.  He could ask him why he was still pruning so late in the morning, but he didn’t really have time.  He needed to get to the gazebo and stop Ildri from eating her breakfast
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KOS ch. 2- The King's Palace Kitchen-boy
King’s Palace, City of Cleston, 1,393
Kentel stumbled into the kitchens late in the evening, no one should have been up but a young kitchen-boy was washing the last of the dishes used for super.  The boy was doing so in the dark without as single candle lit.  “What are you doing in the dark boy?”  He asked.  The boy turned his ear toward the sound he made but did not turn to look at him.  “Is it dark?  I didn’t notice are you needing something Sir Guard?”  Kentel stared at the boy for a moment longer.  He then moved closer to him, then the boy turned around.  He understood now, the boy was blind.  Not only was he blind, but he had a piece of cloth tied around his head to cover his eyes.
       “Yes, boy it is dark.  Is there anything left to eat?” He asked the boy.  “Yes, sir.  I will light a candle for you then.”  The boy walked with eas
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What is going on!?
The snow was becoming slush now.  This monster was harder to deal with.  There was no message he could think of that a green lion could give a person, was there.  Well a lion symbolizes courage and bravery.  Green was life and everything in between, the good and the bad.  What would a forest green lion want with him?  Where was the message? He needed to have green courage or to go forward with courage in his heart?  That sounded better, maybe he was just a little lost for the time being.
That was it then he would go forward with courage in his heart.  He would walk up and pet the monster, maybe it had a thorn like in that Bible story, yeah that was totally what was going on.  He took a step forward and watched the lion, it didn’t move.  He walk straight to it, staring it in the face.  This was crazy, he was crazy what was he going to do now ask the damn thing if it wanted its belly rubbed?  Okay so he didn’t have a
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The Mental breakdown
What was the point, everything had gone and was never coming back.  He should just stop, but there was a chance that happiness was waiting on him to get up and move forward.  He had already gone so far, giving up now was just a disgrace.  What did the cold know anyway.  He could get up, all he had to do was try.  Everyone telling him he couldn't do anything right, well he would show them.  Fate could go fuck it's self, this was not the day he was going to die.  No one was going to stop him; no one was going to slow him down, not this time.  
Jay stood up no longer feeling the ice and snow around him ready to fight the monsters in his mind.  They couldn't hurt him if he didn't let them.  What did they know anyway, obviously not much or they would have cease to exist.  Only children and old people believed in monsters.  His will was not breaking to something that didn't exist in the first place.  He may not be the smartest
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The King of Stornia
The year was 1338 and Kentel Nordskov was witnessing the most powerful fortress know to the common man fall at to the hands of the Dark Mages.  That was where all the trouble seemed to come from, and the reason his father had built this very fortress.  It had survived assault after assault to fall now was a disgrace.
The name of the fortress was The Queen's Fortress.  It was built when his mother Queen Savanna Nordskov fell into heat the first time with his father.  The Dark Mages used that as the perfect excuse to attack the Kingdom.  They were a lot less successful that day than they are this day.  The fortress held for two centuries only to fall on the day he was named Crowned Prince.  
His mother and little siblings were probably being lead out of the fortress this very moment, and as Crowned Prince it was his duty to help defeat the Kingdom's adversary.  His cousin Bjorn was thinking the same thing as he to had drawn his sword and was prepar
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The Battle at The King’s Palace

Kentel walked out of his office and watched as his sister and the garden-boy took off with Lord Acker.  He would need all of his strength for this one.  They probably thought he was poisoned from the silly maid’s attempt, they didn’t know he was whole and healthy.  He had that edge at least.  He walked toward the dawn gate, it was closest to the kitchens and he had told Akikata he would protect his brother.  Was this a distraction from Losver or was this an attempt at his life again?  
None of the generals were at the dawn gate when he got there.  A few guards were preparing for the falling of the gate, but no one else had made it yet.  “It seems we have some guests boys.”  He said smiling at the frightened guards.  It worked his joke caused a course of laughter to travel throughout them.  “I would rather be able to shut the door again tonight so let us open up and see what in the name of Ize they want.”  He smiled at the young guard by the lever, the boy pulled it letting a stream of Dark Mage Warriors through.  There were roughly thirty of them, about eight of them had bows and the rest had axes.  So these bastards were trying to steal his thunder by using his weapon, well they were about to be taught a lesson from a true axe wielder.
He watched as the enemy surveyed him and his men.  He only had four young guards with him, but that was plenty.  They knew he was powerful but he doubted they knew how powerful.  The biggest of the enemy warriors charged at him directly, he side stepped and let the soulless bastard fall on his face.  Three more charged forward and the battle began.  He pulled his soul weapon to him, his ax was much bigger than theirs and he was certain he had more experience with it.  He hit the one on the side of his off hand in the face with the handle and dodged the ax aimed for his shoulder, forcing it down on to the man behind him.  It landed straight in the poor bastards ass.  He let out a howl of pain that startled his companions.  These alphas were all untrained and completely useless.  Even his youngest guard was holding his own without any trouble.  Damn it! It was nothing more than a distraction.  He cut through the rest with little trouble, chasing after one with a bow that decided to run.  He ran straight to the road to Losver, so this was to keep them to busy to stop them from capturing that city.  Well then he would just take the four boys he had and handle it that way.  
As he went to turn he heard heavy breathing and the sounds of someone running behind him.  He turned around quickly to find he was surrounded by about fourteen well trained alphas.  Damn it he fell for the idiots trap.  Oh well, time to see if they had half a brain or were just mindless morons like the rest.  “Well it seems you all are even stupider than I thought.  I hope none of you have reproduced, that way our world has a little less stupidity when you die.”  He did his best to get a rise out of them.  If one attacked then he would have a much easier time fighting them.  A few looked ready to murder him but it seemed they were waiting on someone to order them to do it first.  That was no good he needed them to be slightly disoriented.  “So are we battling or having a picknick?  You all seem a little lost, let me give you some directions.  DO YOU KNOW YOUR NAME?”  This time one of them raised his ax, then out of nowhere a bucket hit the would be attacker in the back his head, effectively knocking him unconscious.  Said bucket seemed to be acting on its own and started attacking the other alphas.  Well, when the only tool you have is a hammer, gotta get the job done somehow.  
   He attacked one alpha that was distracted by the bucket, quickly liberating him of his sword arm.  The battle started, with a bucket and ended with a bucket knocking out the same man it knocked unconscious first.  The weirdest battle he had ever partaken in, that was certain.  “Deegin, Doogan, get back here this instant!”  He turned toward the familiar voice, to see Mato chasing his damn mop that was headed straight for the bucket.  “Did you name your mop and bucket really?  And why in the name of Ize are they moving on their own?”  He said as he thanked magic for his soul weapons help, before sending it back.  “Of course they have names.  Does your ax not have a name Ridder or should I call you by your name Kentel Nordskov, King of Stornia.”  Mato looked pissed about something and he didn’t think he wanted a child that could enchant immanent objects to fight, to be angry at him.  “I am sorry I lied to you, but you knew I was lying to begin with.  Why are you upset?”  Kentel looked at the boy and could practically see the tensions fall off him.  “They got mud all over the kitchens and then Deegin took off and I didn’t know were she was, and then Doogan took off after her but I couldn’t leave the kitchens just incase they came in looking for the tunnel, so I had to wait for Lord Bjorn to come on through with Prince Leafe.  I am sorry I got upset, I knew who you were from the moment you walked into the kitchens the other night, so I guess I lied to you to.”
  He really just wanted to laugh at this entire situation.  Here he stood with a child that made no gold and was therefore one of the poorest people that lived in the Palace discussing why said child was upset after he killed roughly forty-three men.  “Damn it that bastard will tell those in Losver that I know what direction he went?”  Mato looked up at him his eyes still covered with the cloth and his hair still tied out of his face.  “We can go after him and kill him or we can call your men and fallow.  I’ll be sure to go with you or you might not get anything to eat.”  Kentel was surprised about the way Mato talked about killing someone.  Children should not be this calm around war, but as it stood the child was right there were only two options.  “There is no time you and I shall go to the city of Losver, have you ever traveled through a Celestial's gate before?”  Mato smiled, “Have you ever swam through a Celestial’s gate, you mean.”  This boy was odd, “Yes, so you have let us go then.  Hopefully we can make it there before they realize what is going on.”    
KOS Ch. 5
Alright so I have decided that I'm a break up the battle at the King's Palace and the battle at Losver.  Mato becomes more important in this part.  He originally wasn't introduced until this chapter but a friend thought I should flush him out a little more.  Please let me know what you think.
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Kentel walked into his office, while attempting to think of ways to get his brother and sister to the City of Adul.  There were only so many ways to get to Adul, but it was the safest city within the Kingdom.  He was certain that he could only trust a few of his soldiers and even fewer of his Generals.  Not that they wouldn’t do the jobs they were paid for, but that was part of the problem.  Soldiers and Generals were here for pay not honor, usually.  He needed to find someone that was actually loyal to him and not gold.  Wait, his Knights, how in the name of Ize did he forget them?  Well it would have to be the Acker clan they were the only ones that lived in Adul.  He needed to get in touch with them as soon as possible.  He would still need a way to get them out of the Palace before they could get to the safety of his Knight.  
A knock on his office door was the only warning he got that he had company before Miles Acker walked into his office.  What luck, think of the Acker clan and receive the Lord of the house.  Lord Acker bowed slightly at his waist before handing over a letter.  It was addressed to Lord Miles Acker from his younger brother Faxon and the seal was broken indicating someone else had read the letter, probably Lord Acker.  It stated:
Dear Brother,
It has been a long while since our last correspondence, and for that I am sorry.  How are my sisters, I hope they are well?  The weather here is horrendous.  I have never liked the rain, as I am sure you remember.  Unfortunately I have bad news, I do not believe I will live much longer.  The Dark Mages have been all over the place here and I believe a battle is unavoidable, however, that is not what shall kill me.  The General in charge here seems to be playing for the other team and I can not send a letter to His Majesty without Dark Mages intervening it, so I write to you instead.  Please inform our King of what is happening here.  I hope to see you again, but I shall not put to much stock on it.  Just try to save these people.
With Love
Faxon of the house of Acker
Kentel looked up at his Knight, he could see worry for his brother and resolve that there was likely nothing that could be done for him.  “Where is he and why is he not in the city of Adul with you?”  Miles seemed in relative shock at this question, “I do not stay in Adul any longer.  My youngest sister lives in our family home there running the City Library as our family funded it, however.  I live in the City of Ryan.  We have new land there that is in need of attention.  Faxon is in the city of Losver trying to earn his Knightship.”  Kentel nodded and sat in thought a moment, “You will leave here to Losver to see Faxon, and I shall go with you so that he may be Knighted. We will collect him to Knight him at your family home in Adul, where my sister and brother shall go to meet us.  I will send them with some trusted soldiers and we will collect all the other knights for the knighting.  If we get there in time your brother’s life will be spared and the people shall be safe.”  Miles fell into the chair across from the King.  “Thank you.  Family is all I have ever had.  My parents died when yours did, and I have raised all of my siblings.  I do not know what I would do if I failed him now.”  Kentel nodded his head, he understood that more than anything.  
“Let us inform the other Knights we must move soon.”  Kentel said moving to stand, when one of his personal guards came busting through his door.  “Your Majesty, Sir, we’re being attacked from the dawn gate and dusk gate.  What shall we do?”  Kentel finished standing, “Where are my siblings?”  “Lord Bjorn is with them.  They will be coming this way in a moment.”  Kentel nodded, “Ready all of the Soldiers and Generals anyone that can fight must.”   The guard nodded, bowed, and left.  “We will meet in the City of Adul and head your brother’s way as soon as the city is secured.”  Kentel said to Miles who nodded.  
Ildri came running into his office crying, holding the hand of Akikata who looked completely shocked that the princess was holding his hand.  If the moment was not so severe he would have laughed at the boy.  “Good thing you are here Akikata.  I need you to do something for me that I fear no one else can do.”  Kentel said to the child, who stood a little taller at the mention of his name.  “There is a tunnel under the kitchens.  Only my brother knows the way through it.  After what happened at the Queen’s Fortress Prince Leafe ordered our mother to make the tunnel and only we were to know of its existence.  She didn’t actually tell me and Mato about it until she was dying, and she only showed Mato the way though it.”  Kentel was shocked at this, he never thought about doing something like that after the Queen’s Fortress.  He sank back down into his chair; Mato that sweet child in the kitchens had to bear the burden of knowing the only way to save the royal family.  “Akikata, you will take my brother and sister to Mato so that he can lead them through the tunnel.  You will guide them through it.  Tell Mato that Ridder said he has to go as well.  Lord Acker will go with you.  Can you do that for me?”  Akikata shook his head no, “You could command him to leave and he would laugh in your face.  I can get everyone else through, but Mato will not leave his kitchens.  He doesn’t care, Mother told him to make sure the kitchens were taken care of and that is what he will do.”  Kentel nodded he understood that, his father had always told him to protect his siblings and the Kingdom, nothing would stop him not even the gods.  “Then just get the people out if you can.  Protect my sister and I will protect your brother.  Do we have a deal?”  Akikata nodded, “I would have done that anyway.  She’s my friend and no one hurts my friends.  Mato will go his own path no matter what I say or do, best to just let him travel it.”  Kentel nodded again and sent them with Lord Acker.  Leafe would have to meet them there or be sent through after they were gone.  It was time for a battle and hopefully one that would force the war in their favor.
KOS Ch. 4
So this is build up to the battle at the Kings Palace.  I feel like everyone who likes this will love the next chapter, but I can't tell for sure because I get no reviews.  Oh well, no big deal, lots of people have read it or at least looked at it.  So small update I realized that I spelled Akikata's name wrong in one of the chapters but I am lazy so I haven't fixed it yet.  
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 The next day, Kentel was up late due to his late trip to the Kitchen’s the previous night.  What made this worse was it was Ildri’s day to spend with him.  He had not spent time with her on their previous day because of an attack on Ryan, but he had sworn to do so this day.  Little sister’s could be so difficult to deal with sometimes.  It wasn’t her fault she wanted to be around her brother but it was slightly difficult to do considering he had a Kingdom to run and all that.
He quickly got dressed and walked to the private garden.  One of the ground keepers was pruning the fruit trees.  He was probably close to the age of the kitchen-boy from last night.  He couldn’t see the boy’s face to tell though, he had his back to him.  He could ask him why he was still pruning so late in the morning, but he didn’t really have time.  He needed to get to the gazebo and stop Ildri from eating her breakfast before Leafe got there.  Perhaps Leafe had got there before he did this morning.
When he got there, both his siblings and cousin, were enjoying what he hoped was a poison free meal.  “Brother, did the sheets hold you hostage or was it the pillow?”  Leafe was teasing him, which was a good sign.  “The pillow.  It sat on my face and blocked out the suns.  I thought we were all doomed.”  He teased back.  Ildri giggled, she loved it when they teased each other.  Probably because they weren’t discussing battle plans at the table.  For some reason she didn’t like it when they did that.  
He and Leafe teased each other for the entirety of the meal, with Bjorn and Ildri kicking in a little every now and then.  It was a good meal, however, his mind continued to wonder to the kitchen-boy and if the boy gardening was his brother.  Bjorn had said something that he had missed because he was staring at the young groundskeeper trying to see a resemblance between him and Mato.  “Why are you distracted, brother? Is it due to what happened last evening?” Leafe had noticed that he wasn’t fully there.
Kentel turned to look at them, Bjorn looked concerned which was an unusual look for him.  Concentration was a normal look but concern was a different one for the cold blooded killer.  Of course his siblings looked worried, but from a little girl and an Omega that was a normal look.  “I’m fine.  I met an odd child late last evening, and he made mention of having a groundskeeper for a brother.  I was simply looking for a resemblance between that child and the one currently filling the cracks of the garden wall down there.”  He said gesturing to the other boy.  The boy had his back to them and was far enough the boy could not hear what it was they were discussing.  “That’s Akikta.  His brother is Mato, a kitchen-boy.  Mato is mostly blind and has strange colored eyes, so he keeps a cloth wrapped around his head.  Apparently some of the other servant children were very violent about it when he was very small.”  
Kentel remembered what Mato had said about his eyes being ugly, so that was how he deemed it a bad thing.  Well at least he could possibly have a good spy on the grounds now.  If Akikta was like his brother at all, he should have a person that would help protect his sister.  “Yes, it was Mato.  Odd boy that one, completely dark in the Kitchens and he was washing dishes like it was daylight.  Very kind though.  He thought I was a guard, I let it stand.”  Kentel responded.  “AKIKTA!”  He then yelled loud enough for the boy to hear them.  
The boy turned his head quick enough to give himself whiplash.  Kentel gestured for him to come to them.  The boy was obviously confused, but ran the distance in a few seconds time.  “Your Majesty?”  He questioned as he bowed.  “You’re not in trouble.  I was curious if you saw anyone on the grounds that shouldn’t have been or was acting odd in the last few days?”  Kentel smiled to help reassure the boy.  Akikta seemed to think for a few moments, “I didn’t see any person, but there was an odd box in the tool shed two evenings ago.  I asked Doug about it, and he said he would look into it.  It wasn’t there by the next morning, so I had assumed he had gotten rid of it, or whoever it belonged to had retrieved it.”  Kentel nodded, “You can get back to work then, thank you.  If you see something like that again tell a guard, not the head groundskeeper okay?”  Akikta nodded then replied, “Yes, Your Majesty, should I not tell Doug at all then?”  Kentel shook his head, “No, of course you should tell him, but a guard must also know.  I am sorry that was not how I meant it.”  Akikta bowed again and then ran off to complete his work.
If this worked the way he wanted it to, the boy would be on the lookout from now on. Which would mean he had someone that could move around the grounds without anyone noticing or being suspicious.  “Do you think that that is where they kept the poison?”  Bjorn asked.  Kentel shook his head no, “They would have kept it on them so they could use it when the opportunity presented itself.  But I need eyes on the grounds and a young boy is better than an old man.  Children are curious by nature and simply saying what I did will have him watching more.  We need to use all our assets, the servants shouldn’t be ignored especially during war.”   Both Leafe and Bjorn nodded understanding, however Ildri was frowning at him.  “What is wrong?  I have not put your friend in danger, infact I have insured that he will be safer because he will be watching.”  Kentel said guessing at what had upset her.  “Why do you call him an asset not a person?”  She asked not liking that it sounded like her brother didn’t actually care about his people.  “Because we all know he is a person, but few realize he is also useful for other things than repairing the garden wall.  Calling someone an asset makes others realize that they are also important and should not be overlooked.”  She nodded told them a farewell and left for her lessons.
“She doesn’t like that we speak of war, brother.”  Leafe said as he watched her leave.  Kentel glanced at both of his family members that remained at the table, “We have little choice in the matter.  She will have to get used to it I’m afraid it will be a while yet before this war is over.”  They both nodded in response.  Bjorn took a deep breath, “There was a servant that committed suicide late last evening.  A young maid, we believe she may have had a hand in poisoning you.”  Kentel shook his head, “Why not leave, then?  Why kill herself?”  Leafe spoke up at this, “She would have if she hadn’t have given the guards reason to suspect her.  They had been watching her whenever she wasn’t on duty and did their best to when she was.  She was the one that brought your food last evening.”  Kentel nodded that made more sense if she had been watched and then the King was poisoned, when she was the one to bring said poisoned food to him.  Might make some think she did such a thing.  “We’ll talk more about this later.  We need to discuss going back to the Queen’s Fortress.”  Bjorn stated even though he had lost his parents and older sister there he knew that it was the safest place for them.  Kentel nodded and waited for Leafe’s reaction.  Leafe’s reaction was to flench then nod.  “I do not wish to go back there and I know someone that will protest even more than I.”  He said looking off in the direction his sister had just went.
Kentel was watching the garden boy again and not really paying attention.  “We need them to think you went there.  I will not send you back to a place you don’t feel safe at little brother.”  Bjorn’s brow pinched in thought, “We could send them to the City of Adul, they could stay in City House of Decisions Chamber, there are places for Lords and Ladies to stay for when the House is making its decisions.”  Kentel nodded his head, “We need to make them think they are not going there.  Maybe sind them in a bit of an unconventional way.  Might have to walk a ways.  I will think about this further later, Good day to both of you.”  He kissed his brother’s brow and clapped Bjorn’s back, then he walked away toward the Palace.
KOS- Ch.3
Where Kentel discusses important issues with his family.  
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King’s Palace, City of Cleston, 1,393

Kentel stumbled into the kitchens late in the evening, no one should have been up but a young kitchen-boy was washing the last of the dishes used for super.  The boy was doing so in the dark without as single candle lit.  “What are you doing in the dark boy?”  He asked.  The boy turned his ear toward the sound he made but did not turn to look at him.  “Is it dark?  I didn’t notice are you needing something Sir Guard?”  Kentel stared at the boy for a moment longer.  He then moved closer to him, then the boy turned around.  He understood now, the boy was blind.  Not only was he blind, but he had a piece of cloth tied around his head to cover his eyes.
       “Yes, boy it is dark.  Is there anything left to eat?” He asked the boy.  “Yes, sir.  I will light a candle for you then.”  The boy walked with ease to the other side of the kitchen and cut him some meat and bread, placed it on a plate and walked back to him stopping just barely out of his reach and holding the plate out to him. “I’m sorry but it seems we’re out of cheese.  But if you will take your plate I will get the candle lit.  Would you like mead or water? I’m afraid it is all we have at the moment.”  Kentel took the offered plate and asked for mead.  The boy lit a candle and set it on the table before collecting a glass and filling it full of mead.  “There you go if you need anything else just let me know, my name is Mato by the way.”  
        Then Mato went back to his task of washing the supper dishes.  The boy quietly worked without seeing his task, but simply knowing that it was there.  His hands gliding carefully along the surfaces he needed to clean and never making a noise.  “How long have you worked here, Mato?”  Mato tilted his head to the side a little, “Oh well I was born here, so always.  My mother was the kitchen head when I was small, unfortunately she died a few decades ago.”  Kentel nodded his head then realized the boy couldn’t see the motion.  “My condolences, what about your father?”  He asked slightly confused, was his father a guard or a grounds keeper?  “Oh, he died when my mother was pregnant with us, so I have no clue.  She didn’t like to speak about it.  I guess that she just missed him a lot.”  The boy or Mato answered softly like it was upsetting to him as well.
      “What about you?  I don’t really like to be stared at, even if I can’t see you, I can feel it.”  Mato said giving a small smile.  “Well you could say I have worked here for about half my life.”  Kentel answered not really telling the boy anything personal.  “Well that wasn’t very insightful, almost secretive.  How are your parents then?  Do they work here or at another of the Royal Houses?”  The boy was smarter than he would have thought a kitchen-boy to be.  “Well my parents are dead as well, and I have two younger siblings.”  That should at least satisfy the boy’s curiosity.  “Ah, in that case, how are your siblings?  I have a brother that works in the gardens, but that’s all I have.”  Damn, this boy was good, what kind of name was Mato anyway?  “Well they are good, what does your name mean?  I have never heard it before.”  Mato walked back to the table letting the dishes was themselves.  “You expect me to give the meaning of my name away when you have not even attempted to give me yours?”  He asked tilting his head to the side.  “No, of course not.  My name is Ridder, what does it mean?”  The boy laughed, Kentel thought the name was a good one.  “You lie, but that is not my business.  My name means bear.”  The boy continued to smile as he answered.  “Why do you say I lie?”  Kentel asked very confused as to how this boy could tell he was lying.  
         The boy, Mato, walked to the mop bucket and started shaving soap into it.  “The way you smell of course.  Has a hint of yellow mixed with green.”  He then started to pour water into the bucket.  “So you can smell colors?”  Kentel was even more confused now.  Was this boy serious?  “Of course, your tunic is red, it smells angry.  My tunic is brown, which smells hard and soft.”  Kentel looked down, he was in fact wearing a red tunic.  “So what color is my hair then?”  The boy laughed again, well it was more of a giggle.  “Orange, well it’s softer than normal orange, but definitely orange.”  Kentel’s eyes grew wide, how could this boy know the color of his hair.  Even if he wasn’t blind he had  cloth wrapped around his eyes.  “Don’t worry, your hair is a good color.  You wear anger, but you are not anger.  Orange is joyful and warm, but your’s is soft meaning you are a soft light like the candle, not a blazing sun.”  Kentel just stared at the boy for a little bit before saying, “You can’t tell all of that by my smell can you?”  Mato laughed again this time it was a true laugh not just a giggle.  “You can tell anything about another person if your nose is good enough.  I can tell more about you with my nose than you could ever find out with your weak nose and eyes.  But that’s because I don’t have eyes to use.”  This boy just kept getting wierder and weirder.  “Do you mean you are blind or truly have no eyes?”  Might as well ask straight out, Mato seemed like the type of person that would just tell you what you wanted to know.  
        Mato walked away again with his head hanging.  He didn’t smell sad but his posture said he was unhappy.  His face said it was more of a lingering sadness that would never go away, so there was no reason to worry with it.  Mato looked back at him and smiled just as happily as before, “I have eyes, they're just ugly and don’t work.”  It was Kentel’s turn to tilt his head, how could a blind boy tell if his eyes were ugly or not?  It must have been something he was told, weather with words or actions was the real question, however.  “Why do you say that?”  Mato smiled a little more and shook his head.  “Shouldn’t you be getting back to work?  I believe the King would like his guards to be on time.”  He then turned his back and began to mop.
         Kentel took his plate and glass to the counter so Mato could wash it later.  “Have a good day then,” and with that he left the boy to his thoughts.  Kentel needed to know who was trying to poison him.  It obviously wasn’t that kitchen-boy.  He probably only worked nights anyway.  If Leafe hadn’t walked in when he was about to eat earlier he would be dead right now.  Granted the person who had attempted that probably wouldn’t try again.  Better safe than sorry, he would wait for a few hours after dark to get food from Mato, who still didn’t know who he was.  Well at least he could talk to the boy without having to deal with him being annoying.  This could work he could have a real friend that wasn’t family.
KOS ch. 2- The King's Palace Kitchen-boy
So this was mostly used to show how Mato is involved in the back story.  My friend that read it first said that Mato need an introduction so this is it.  It is pronounced Mah-toe.  Also Kentel is pronounced Kinn-tell.
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