the sky remain gloomy for 2 days now, i enjoy the weather like this in bed and hibernate more then 12 hours a day.

but not this time, i have face defeat once again in battle. as i retreat with my wounded men. i send my messenger back to the palace where my report of failure shall read by my father the king.

i was ask to return to the palace. i was questioned in the courtyard about my failure. how shall i face my fellow allied kings when they ask me how was the battle that lead by my son? my father asked. i remained quiet. he continued questioning me and i remain quiet and speechless the whole time.

i have finally realized that all my father think was his selfish reputation in front of his fellow allied leaders. i grab my sword and leave the courtyard without looking at my father's eyes. i was hoping he would show me his love to me as i fought countless battle for his reputation. this is what i get for so much i had done for his name.

i have decided i shall fight my own war only for myself not for any others name except for the one i love most.. the valkyrie...

okay this what i feel like writing and its nothing to do with anything i just have itchy fingers....