Securing his buckler to the worn leather of his belt, Sir Rogerson inhaled the tension of the air around him. While quietly making the needed preparations prior to their battle, he looked upon his men with pride. Each gave him an uneasy look, but put their shoulders back with courage to hide their doubts. Sir Rogerson continued on with his preparations, ensuring that the fletchings of his newly crafted arrows were in the best of shape. He thought of his loved ones, still fast asleep in their tents. A tight feeling arose in his chest when he thought of his mother, Lila. Ever since he was a boy she had cooked his meals, scrubbed his clothes on the washboard, and sung him and his sister to sleep each night. A painful realization occurred to Sir Rogerson when he knew those days were long …show more content…
I pray that your cinch stays secure and you remain tall in the saddle of your noble mount,” she replied.
“I shall certainly attempt to bring home a victory over the Bulldogs.”
Sir Rogerson then bid Scarlett farewell and returned to his tent for a good night’s rest before the morning battle.
He replayed that moment, and each moment leading up to it. Sir Rogerson then decided that if he and Scarlett could form a friendship so unexpectedly, it was certainly possible for their small group of men to defeat the Bulldogs.
Finally ready for battle, each man’s gorgets and greaves shone like new as the rising sun peaked over the hills. It was time for Sir Rogerson to assemble his men in the fields to make the march to Bulldog territory. Lined up in neat rows, they launched their arrows at the enemy, and braced themselves for the worst. In an unlikely turn of events however, Sir Rogerson suddenly realized that after only several minutes of battling with the Bulldogs, and white flag arose from the main site of the enemy.
“The power of Sir Rogerson and the Normalot army is too much for us to conquer. I, Sir Martin, hereby surrender for the sake of the lives of my