6 Not Fair!

CHAPTER 6

Not Fair! Lucas gazed out of his window and shivered. A thick blanket of fog had settled over Trellis. Wow, Lucas thought. You can't see anything! He changed into his clothes, slipped on his boots, and hurried to meet the others in the dining room.

At breakfast Clara and Lucas ate steaming bowls of oatmeal. They both drizzled honey and sprinkled blueberries on top. Then the team mapped out a plan for the day. "With the heavy fog, the visibility is very low," Sir Desdan noted. Dame Laurel set down her spoon. "Dense fog is very unusual in Trellis. I have reason to believe there's something sinister behind it." Sir Desdan brought his fist down on the table, and the knights all flinched.

"Well, that settles it," he said. "We can't have these younglings along if we're really dealing with sorcery." Lucas pushed back his chair, and it scraped over the stone floor so hard, the sound echoed throughout the entire dining room. "You can't leave us behind," he cried. "My father wants us to be part of this mission. It's by order of the king."

Sir Desdan shook his head firmly. "And the king also said you must follow my orders. This mission is dangerous, and I can't let anything happen to the prince or the prince's friend." Both Lucas and Clara huffed in disgust. "We've been on missions far more dangerous than this," Lucas argued. Sir Desdan stood up from the table. "The answer is no," he boomed. "You're to stay behind, and that's an order." Ruskin growled.

"And call off that pesky dragon of yours," he added. Then Sir Desdan snapped his fingers, and the knights followed him to the stables. "I'm sorry," Dame Laurel said before leaving. "Sir Desdan is harsh, but it's probably safer this way."