Originally Posted by
Nexon
Written by Meriendel, Champion of Arendel
Today, I finally proved myself to Pether. He may be a king, but I'm one crafty elf. He challenged me to a race and though it was a close one, I still won. Starwind is the fastest horse I've ever owned and I am the fastest rider in all of Altera. I was glowing with pride at the finish line, which made Pether laugh as he complimented me on my skill. He finally noticed me! I did my best not to blush but my heart nearly leapt out of my chest.
I realize now how sheltered I was in Arendel! I always thought I had seen it all, but Pether has opened my eyes to everything Altera has to offer. No challenge is too great for him. We climbed the tallest peak in the Black Mountains, braved the rapids in the river ruins, scoured countless tombs and dungeons and even took to the high seas to fight the Lizardmen marauders that had been harrying local fishing villages. We began as four but our party seems to grow larger every day. Now Pether has a posse of at least a dozen thrill-seekers just like me, all eager to accompany him as he explores every corner of Altera. But I'm worth ten of every man Pether has under his command—none of them even knew how to tie a sailor's knot!
Every day is an adventure to Pether, and being by his side is the most exciting thing I’ve ever done. I wanted to learn the way of the warrior from the greatest conqueror who ever lived, but I've discovered a man who's so much more than that; sweet and gentle, but also ruthless and cunning. I'm not easily impressed, but Pether is definitely the greatest king who has ever lived. The alliance Queen Almidea made with him will go down in history as one of Altera's finest accomplishments. Elves and humans have always been wary of one another, but thanks to Pether, we're finally getting along.
I have learned so much about humans during my time with Pether, more than I ever learned from any of their adventure novels (though I feel as if I am living one of them now!). When I was younger, I dreamt of growing up to be Carderock Jane, the hero from my favorite book series. Jane wasn't afraid of anything, not even the tallest monster or the deepest dungeon, and she didn't care what men thought of her. But did Jane ever know a man like Pether? And if she had, would she be swooning like me?
I wonder if Pether's adventuring will ever end—I hope it doesn't. I've never done anything this exciting in my life. Still, sometimes I worry about him. Every so often I wake in the middle of the night to find him sitting by the fire, staring off into the wilderness, a contemplative expression on his face. I wonder what it is that keeps him up at night, and whether his lust for life will ever be quenched? He's united the continent, repelled orcs and goblins and worse, and has charted more of Altera than any man, woman or elf. What more could he want from life?
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