The sound of a loud, ceremonial horn, followed by familiar drums awoke Derrick.
This was the ceremonial sound that indicated an event specifically involving only the Royal family.
And a duel between the first prince and the favored one fell in this category.
"Hear ye, hear ye." The familiar voice of the town crier commanded silence, allowing his voice to be heard by everyone.
"The duel between Prince Derrick and Prince Ivan shall begin in four hours. We are to gather on the palace grounds," the town crier announced.
Derrick took a second to reflect, he had finally come face to face with the choices he made some time ago.
Derrick sprung to his feet. In a matter of minutes, he had freshened up and was ready for the day.
This time, he was dressed in his official royal attire. This was a royal family event after all, and he needed to be distinguished.
Derrick opened his door, and there Sir Thompson was, waiting patiently for him.
