A fight of words, chapter 20

The nobles were being dragged out, for their legs failed them, one after another the guards and the knights were picking them up, the taking them to their designed houses, Torden left the party, he two were exhausted, his parents were no where to be found, his brother sleeping face flat on the side walk,He leaned to him and raised his face up "Wake up horseshit"no answer so he let his face hit the ground, it hit hard but Torden did not care, he went away washing his face in the fountain nearby, a lipstick was on his cheek, not minding it, water drenched the past leaving only thoughts and ideas of what might beenWalking around the street, looking at the nobles, most of wish are half asleep, he went knocking on the house that was given to his parents for the time of the festival, went inside and searched, no hint of life around him, knocking on their bedroom, but no answer, he went to his room to clean up and change, and dragged himself out, walking around the streets, some of the highborn ones started waking up, checking the market and laughing with each other, he did not seem to know any of them, his entire life was on the outskirts after all, this is a completely new world for him.Going towards the castle his brother disappeared of the side walk"Guess someone dragged him away" he said, looking upon the great building in front of his eyes, the doors were still open to whoever wants to walk in or out, inside the lights were still on, the maids were cleaning the floor and the tables were being moved away"Must be getting ready for the second day" he thought to himselfDragging his feet up the stairs and around the hallways he met his grandmother talking to the lord of house Hallow stone, his hair if of a reddish orange colour, his eyes grey, beard not too big but enough to call him a bear, although half his teethes were messing from the bottomHe wanted to walk another way avoiding conflict but his grandmother noticed him and with a faint smile she called"Torden boy, come here and greet the lord of house Hallow stone wont you?" she said obviously dragging him on purpose, the hallway was almost empty except for the quit steps of the servants and butlers around so the sound was heard clear, with no choice he walked to them"I greet the lord Varyon of- "said Torden before he rudely cut him saying"Aren't you the Wasters kid? "He said looking up at down at him as if checking a breeding bull, "I heard you are quite talented in strategic fights" with a smile of innocence on his face said the lordConfused eyes stared at his grandmother for a fraction of a second, but she showed no response as if deliberately putting him in the corner, she then tapped both of their shoulders and said,"I guess I'm leaving you two to get to know each other" said the grandmother before looking at lord Varyon and saying "last time you met Torden was nothing but a cub" trying to put her family as the strong side here"Well not much of a change happened, he still has his life in front of him" smirking the lord said"Even cubs can bite, if they grew their teethes, I'm sure you are familiar with the subject enough to understand me" said Lord Torden defending himself, even though it left no mark, it was a good enough defence on his behalf"Good luck for the both of you" said the grandmother before going her way"So… lord?" said Lord Varyon as they went into a small hall full of tables"It is Torden, Lord Torden""My apologies, I was mistaken your name for your brother, younger than you is he not? and also more talented," said Lord Varyon"You can say so if you wish, we have our differences" replied Torden"Must be so hard for you, being the oldest and yet your city despises you, is it luck perhaps?" said Lord Varyon"No actually I don't mind it, I rather enjoy it," said Torden"I guess everybody has a weird side to the, for you to like falling of the race for the chair" said the lord of house Hallow stones drinking from the cup that was poured for him"I am not that concerned about the chair, I am more of a leader type then to a noble one who commands from his high walls, how high are your walls my lord" smirking Torden said so"High enough, I guess with your achievements it is still far for you to climb them" replied the lord, "Talking about leadership, can't you tell me about your achievements? we live far enough not to hear much about you""Achievements, tittles, noble blood, these things can be bestowed upon any who pays enough for it, scars are the only true visible experience I believe in, I believe your daughter will agree with me" he said with a smirk as the annoyance was building upon lord Varyon's face"I heard a scar painted her face, some bandits I believe, they must not know their place to attack the big house of the hallow stones, I heard also that your house sent an army wiping them out after the incident""As you said, they are an emblem of battle that stays for life, I see your face is quite clean of the, you did not happen to leave them back home, did you?" said the lord"I guess this is also proof of my battle experience, being this clean I mean," said Lord Torden"Of course, such a clean lion you are, I heard that you sadly lost your claws in the vast desert beyond the sea, the ones lent to you by your father," said Lord Varyon with a smile on his face"A lion without Claws can still bite my lord," said Lord TordenTorden seemed to enjoy this, Maids and servants were laughing about it in the background, Torden had no care in his reputation, he holds no high of place in his family after all, but Lord Varyon is another story, he is the face of his house, and such rumours will bring down their walls to mudTorden leaned forward and whispered "Let me tell you a secret, I have nothing to lose"A butler came forward and said "My lords I am sorry but the king is calling upon the heads of the houses for a while now""I guess that is where my parents are at the time" said Torden as he stood up "I wish to talk, to you more my lord, but you are very busy I see"Lord Varyon stood up too with no emotion on his face and said "I will be sure not to fall for your grandmother's trickery this time" as he smiled a fake one and walked to the door with the butler, Torden enjoying himself in the backgroundFraymon brother of Torden wakes up to himself being drenched in water, as he opens his eyes in shock trying to see any light, he finds his grandmother the one pouring water on him"Grandma- "he tried to speak before water poured into his throat rendering him silent as he started coughing"You are being an embarrassment to the family, clean yourself up and get ready, the duels will be starting so you need to show up in dignity to the show" she said"Okay okay, stop the water" he said as she stopped the bottle got empty on his head," What about father and mother?" he continued with"Your father is meeting the king with the other lords; your mother can take care of herself" Grandma Rose said" As for you brother I already took care of him""I did not ask of the last part" he said"You don't need to ask for it, things like this must be general knowledge for someone of your position-" she said as she looked up and down at his clothes "sigh I don't know what I'm hopping for, now come on, move!" as she pulled his clothes and pushed him inside closing the door on him while he said"Okay, okay I'm moving, stop It people are looking" as everybody was staring at themAfter she closed the doors and looked at them, she stared at them and said "Move on you sheep, or you need some grass tied to your foreheads" everybody continued their walk to their destinationsIn a dark basement route the lord of house Hallow stone is walking behind the butler who was holding the light, he knocked on a door in a certain number of knocks before it opened, it was a metal one, with a room full of guards, in it lights and a round table with the map of the world insideOn the table sat the king staring at him, as a seat was empty for him, there he found lord of house Waster and some other lords of other low houses, not every lord was invited, only the ones who the king deemed valuable for him"Take a seat" the king said as Lord Varyon sat their "We will need to discuss the fate of the people beyond the sea"