Bard’s significant birthday had arrived. He was young no longer.
Miriana still thought he was handsome though.
It was soon Til’s birthday as well.
Til thought it best to start his son on handling a sword (even if it was just a wooden one). The queen needed young warriors, not old ones.
He had to laugh at the boy’s attempts,
but he would improve.
Miriana gave birth to a boy and called him Roland. He was also destined to become a warrior.
And the next birthday was that of Wulfric. His training would now get more serious.