It was quite early in the morning. The boat that would take him to his grandfather on an island in the middle of the Northern Sea, had now been out sailing for an hour. Knut stood at the bow of the ship, having toughts of freedom and hope in his mind. Eric came out of the cabin, looking a bit green in his face. "well, you don't look to feel so well!" said knut laughing. "This sea is going to kill me" said Eric, being a bit angry. "You're not used to water are you?" Knut asked. "Yeah" Eric said "Folconhaus is perhaps not the best sailors in Roawia..." Knut looked at Eric for a while then bursted in to laughter! "Hahaha yeah, you're probably right!".
Then Eric took up his telescope to look around in the foggy mists. He searched for seagulls or any sign of life or civilization. After a while he caught the shadow of a ship... "Knut, i saw a Ship!" Eric gasped. "That's probably nothing. Just you being a bit sick and hallucinating" said knut and walked away... Then a giant spear was coming flying and aimed on Knut's back. Eric took a leap and and pushed Knut to the deck. The arrow then plopped down in to the water. Knut, now being in shock shouted: "Prepare for battle, we have men of the queen to slay!" They then sailed into the course of the warship that now looked to be an two-masted caravelle!
Knut had waited for this day. To finally chop off arms and legs on the men of Queen Galainir, those who had put the land in darkness and sorrow. They approached the ship, being filled with soldiers to slaughter. "they are to many sir, we are outnumbered" said one of his men. But Knut just smiled... for he didn't know what waited him nor his men.
Then Knut saw the giant ballista sitting on the bow of the Queens warship. But he still had faith in his cause. Knut shouted for the first wave of arrows to be fired on the enemy. Though the luck was not with him nor his men. They did not kill as much men as Knut had thought they would. But the men they lost was too many! Then Knut saw the ballista aiming a burning spear at one of the barrels filled with gunpowder and he yelled: "TAKE COVER!" But it was to late. The ship blew up with every of his garhims on it.
To be continued...