Even the Smallest Can Reach the Sky
The king stood in front of me. His strong figure was overpowering, and I stood in the middle of his shadow. The chapel was full of people eager to see me cross the bridge to knighthood. I was one of the only female knights, but I had saved the king’s life, and he decided I deserved the title.
I went from pupil to knight in less than a week.
My mother wasn’t proud. Quite the contrary – disappointed. My father had given up his life fighting against the enemy, and I had decided to blindly continue the same path. But, honestly, the only reason I was here was because, as a pupil, I was constantly away from home. Many believed that knighthood was a road away from home, but it was even worse as a pupil.
I just hope I will have more free time at home; after all, knights were only called when they had to fight for the king.
“Madam Hill, you have proved that even the smallest can reach the sky if they truly believe,” the king began.
I stepped on the first step of the bridge; I was almost there, almost home.
The king lifted his heavy sword. The ceremony began.