Walking with The Truth

Writer's Note: This is a retrospective of Terrance Tavf after finding out his origins. Major spoilers ahead, including the plot twist from " The Blacksmith's Nephew" found in chapter 37. Proceed with caution otherwise, enjoy the reading.

I walked around the ruined village thinking to myself for the next twenty-five minutes. A village of which I was made to rule one day... I was still in shocked of who I was, where I had come from, and what I was meant to be.

Was I really the Prince of the once Southern Kingdom? Was I born to become a great leader someday true?

So far I was just a squire becoming a soon-to-be knight of the Northern Kingdom. Who was also leading myself along with the others to save a Princess, of whom I love and treasure.

Is this all what my deceased parents would ever wanted from me? Surely they would be proud of their one and only son becoming who he is today. Uncle Joseph, Sonas, Lemmy and Queen Esther all have been proud of the young man I have become. Even Arkcon, Maren and Princess Ruth would say that I was someone everyone could look up to.

I then think about it more to myself in deeper thoughts...

Yet I feel betrayed. Not only did my uncle lied to me about my true origins but so did my mentor Sonas. How could they do such as thing? I have been royalty all this time yet I come to find this out by the age of 20!? What gives?

I don't want to even know if anyone else was unto this. This is so much to take in. All at once. I'm the long, lost, profound son of Elijah and Teresa!? Both of whom I never got to meet or ever known. Now that I think about it, no one ever talked about them during my childhood. Not even at earshot from what I can remember. I guess it was better for their son not to know sooner than later but this all just hurts.

If I would have known sooner, but I would have been better equipped for what was to come. I mean, the prophecy from what I have been told is all because of me. Those poor babies... They all died cause I was born and yet I survived out of all them. It's saddens my heart that my generation from my once Kingdom has all fallen. We could have made big changes. But now, I am the last of my kind. At least, my uncle and I from the Southern Kingdom that I know of.

What else could there be, other than my origins that I was lied to? Surely, I would have been told back there. I know someone like Uncle Joseph and Sir Sonas would have gave me the common courtesy of letting me know more. But even still, it hurts feeling this way.

I just can't believe I'm put on a pedestal for all to see. Not only for this Kingdom, but the next one over. I won't be surprised the prophecy reached overseas. The deeper I thought about it all, the most I became more doubtful than I ever been.

What if I fail? What could become of the Kingdom and Beyond by then? Would Ruth have to be forced to comply with Gerlard's terms? I surely hope not. Part of me still thinks she won't stroop that low, especially knowing how strong-willed she is. One of the many reasons why I love her. It's quite a long list now that I think about it.

Ruth is still the most beautiful person I ever known and loved yet she doesn't know how deep my feelings are for her. What if she laughs as soon as I tell? What if she's disgusted of me thinking about there was ever a chance. I don't think any guy, such as myself, would recover from those two scenarios. A simple "no thank you" would be more advise.

“Why do I keep doubting myself?” asked I this as I was talking to myself. “I got all these people who believe in me and love me for the way I am. Not only am I becoming a true leader and a knight-to-be but I’m also the chosen Prince of the once beautiful Southern Kingdom! From here on out, I shouldn’t doubt myself but to be certain that things are the way they are. A knight must be strong and brave no matter what the cost may bring. I must keep my head straight and chin up high with the Lord by my side. I shouldn’t worry about tomorrow for it will be a new day. I must go back to the others at once!”

I automatically ran around the corner and heads straight back to the others as fast as I could. When I have finally arrived to the throne room, everyone were still waiting for me to return.

“Is everything okay, Terrance?” asked Lemmy as everyone else turned their attention towards me.

I was at this moment sweating and out of breath as I walked forward. I then took a deep breath and replied back: “Yes, everything is alright. I’m sorry about leaving you all like that.”

“It’s okay Terrance, we all understand. Everyone needs to walk things out,” said Maren calmly with a slight smile. Everyone else nodded in agreement. They were all a group of very understandable people.

“Good…Uncle Joseph and Sir Sonas,” I said as I looked at both of my father figures while still walking towards them. “You both have been forgiven. I understand now why you two had to do what you’ve done.” I next stopped walking once I have reached them and continued: “I love you both with all my heart.”

“And we love you too Terrance,” said the uncle with tears coming out from his eyes while Sonas there gives me a smiling nod.

I looks at my group of family and friends with a confident smile as I used to do when I was little. The next thing, I done was place my right fist up against my chest while brining my left fist towards the back and says: “Now…come on everybody, we got no time to waste. We still got a Princess to save...”