As you can see, we have come up with a name for the Addy and Thacia stories. Realm Walkers. It probably doesn't make sense now, but hopefully it will later. We are also going begin to naming each short story, and we have titled this one: We start a War. Hmmm, very interesting. Anyways, Realm Walkers for July is written by me (Emma Nikki), from Thacia's perspective. Hope you enjoy!
Thacia sat on the Round Table, along with Addy, as they drew pictures. She had to admit, she was slightly disappointed the fighting had already ended when it did, and that it was so easy- she desperately needed a challenge. “Addy, your grandfather was so easy to beat.” Thacia announced, out loud. “We need a real challenge. Something that will make me concerned for our lives for at least a moment.”
“Oh, yes! We should just go deliver ourselves to Cenrid. He’s always fun to mess around with.” Addy agreed. “We’ll have to bring charcoal, to draw on his face when he falls asleep before we leave though.”
Thacia nodded, “Naturally.”
At that moment, Arthur, Merlin, Leon, Percival, and Gwaine entered the room. “What are you doing!?” they heard Arthur shout from behind them.
“We’re drawing.” Addy answered.
“On the Round Table!?”
“Well, where else are we supposed to draw?” Thacia asked, feigning confusion.
“On paper.” Merlin suggested quietly.
Addy and Thacia ignored his suggestions, instead Thacia felt Addy punch her in the shoulder. “Thacia, look at this.” she gestured toward her drawing right in the middle of the table.
Thacia laughed out loud at the sight. “Arthur died!” she shouted, still laughing. She fell back onto the table.
Thacia saw anger cross Arthur’s face at her exclamation, which only made her laugh more. “What do you mean?” he stepped forward, and glanced at the picture. “Who drew that? A two year old?”
“Yep.” Addy admitted, sarcastically. “I’m definitely a two year old.”
Thacia laughed again, as she imagined the picture in her mind. It was the image of a cart full of red apples trailing across the streets of Camelot. The one driving the cart was a stick-figure Leon, and for who knows what reason, he rode a stick-figure Percival (Naturally. After all, he was the size of a horse). On the side of the cart were the ever-faithful words: Long Live King Arthur! Only, Percival was riding right over a dead lifeless stick-figure King Arthur. Thacia knew it probably wasn’t a very respectful picture, but she couldn’t help laughing her heart out.
When the others caught sight of it, there faces filled with horror. Except for Gwaine’s and Merlin’s, who couldn’t help but give tiny grins. “You dare to disrespect your king?” Leon boldly asked.
Addy let out a hearty laugh. “Of course, I do. My king is my grandfather! And you can’t help but disrespect that old toad. If you thought Arthur was my king, you are so very much mistaken. I think you need to go get your brain checked.” and with that, Addy gently patted him on his dear old head, then continued her drawing.
Thacia laughed again, then turned to Addy. “As we were talking earlier, when should we go visit Cenrid?”
“Cenrid!?” Arthur shouted.
“Oh, don’t worry, Arthur.” Addy comforted. “We’re not his friends, we just want a bit of a challenge.”
“No, Cenrid’s here.” Arthur explained. “He’s here to try and make peace with Camelot.”
“What?!” Addy exclaimed, in surprise. “No peace comes from that old oaf! Don’t you remember last week when he attacked you!?”
“That’s also the day you came, unfortunately, we had to make peace with you.” Arthur argued.
“That doesn’t matter!” Thacia yelled, getting to her knees. “Cenrid never makes peace with anyone. He’s only here to kill us!”
“He wouldn’t dare to kill you in Arthur’s court.” Gwaine assured them.
“How do you know that, Gwaine!? Cenrid’s been chasing Addy and I for years, we know when he wants to kill us.” she hissed in her brother’s face.
“Which is all the time.” Addy stated, quietly.
“He’s here to make peace.” insisted Arthur. “And I have accepted his proposition. So, stop arguing. You’re war with him is nothing but in your head.”
Thacia’s jaw gaped, “In our- In our heads!? Addy did you hear what he said!? As if we’re delusional, or something.”
“You two are delusional.” Gwaine snorted.
“Thacia, what do you think we should do about this?” Addy asked.
“Let’s meet him in battle!” Thacia shouted, standing, and brandishing her sword in front of her.
“I don’t think there’s going to be a battle.” Merlin stated, crossing his arms.
“No battle!? That’s-”
“Oh, hush, Thacia.” Addy demanded, annoyance lining every inch of her tone. “We don’t have to have a battle. We just wanted a challenge, right?”
Addy gave Thacia an odd look, which only she understood- they were going to battle anyways. “Oh… I like that idea much more.”
Thacia sheathed her sword, and jumped from the table, Addy following. “Hey! Are you just going to leave these drawings?” Arthur shouted.
“Of course.” Addy and Thacia shouted back in unison.
Moments later, they found Cenrid alone in the halls. They nodded, and began to advance on him. At the sound of their footsteps, he turned. His face filled with surprise. “What are you two doing here?” he asked calmly, but with hate filling his entire voice.
“What are you doing here!?” Thacia shouted.
“You are annoying.” Cenrid spoke, rubbing his ear. “I didn’t know you two were here. If I did, I never would have come!” he unsheathed the two swords from his back. “But I’m glad I did.”
“You’re such an idiot.” Thacia scoffed as she held up her sword.
“And you two are so annoying.” Cenrid answered back.
Thacia caught a glimpse of Addy unsheath her sword. Then they began to fight, all their hate pouring out with each slash and stab. Thacia and Addy were winning, when Merlin, Arthur, and Gwaine stepped into the hall. “Cenrid! What are you doing!?” Gwaine shouted.
Cenrid stopped at that moment, and- because they promised not to kill or hurt anyone defenseless- Thacia and Addy stopped also. Thacia watched as her brother unsheathed his sword. “Gwaine!” Arthur condemned him. “Cenrid, what are you doing?!”
Cenrid finally sheathed his swords. “As long as those two are in Camelot and not in my kingdom, there will be war!” he ran off.
He was instantly out of sight, and Arthur turned to Thacia and Addy. “What were two thinking?! You started a war in the halls of my castle!”
“Then just kill him.” Thacia stated, bluntly.
“We can’t just kill him. He’s gone now.”
“He’s still in Camelot.” Addy stated, with a look that Thacia read as, ‘Arthur, you’re an idiot.’ “You could go, and capture him right now. You just have to run a couple steps-”
“You two are banished from Camelot.” Arthur announced suddenly.
Thacia and Addy stared at him in disbelief. “What?” Thacia asked, confused.
“You can’t banish them from Camelot.” Gwaine argued, after he finally recovered.
“Yes, Arthur. There is no reason to banish them.” Merlin insisted.
“But there is, Merlin.” Arthur fired back. “If I have to banish them to avoid a war, then that is what I will do. It is done. They are banished from Camelot.”
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