A Short Rest In The Library

The sword was made of platinum steel and glistened with a heroic aura, its blade adorned with golden symbols and its it's guard a golden dragon. Overall it was a hero's longsword-like the ones you'd see in movies but less flashy.

"Woah! This is an amazing sword!" my brother exclaimed.

"It's perfectly fitting I'd say,"

"Thank you, little brother, I just happened to need a new one too," he thanked me with a warm smile, I could tell he was dejected because he couldn't fight with my father and uncle during the assassin's attack but the sword seemed to cheer him up.

"I'll be off then, big bro,"

"Before you go, my engagement ball is next week, make sure to invite your friends!" he suddenly said.

"Congratulations, who's the lucky lady?"

"I'm sure you've heard of her, she's the 2nd princess Eleanor," he explained.