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Chapter 2

The Knight Who Saved Her - Chapter 2 It was a hot summer day; he was working with one of the local farmers harvesting the potatoes his village needed. The sky was a low blue throughout the day, only interrupted by occasional heavy rain clouds here and there, but that was not a surprise. The weather in this part of the world could vary between pleasant and bad in just a few seconds. He felt a little disappointed by it all, though. The farmer he helped threw him a knowing smile, as if sensing what was going on in his head. "How are you enjoying it so far?" He blinked a few times. He hadn't realized he was thinking aloud again. "I'm fine," he said quickly, before turning to the next of fries. As the days passed and he worked more, he began to notice little things about his new life here. Like the fact that he couldn't remember if any of the crops had sprouted yet. Or the way his boss always looked tired during the day, which often manifested itself as a constant yawn; or that his sister's fiancé has been staying quite often recently, and whenever he sees them talking he doesn't feel jealous or anything, since it was perfectly normal for siblings to spend more time together after they were married.But these were details he could get from the other people on the farm, he told himself; not things that made him question his own sanity. His boss looked up at the sky and let out an exasperated sigh before resuming work. After about five more minutes, she asked, "What's with your hands, Quinto?" The knight frowned, then looked down and noticed the dirt accumulated on his fingers and palms. His cheeks turned red and he muttered something about the weather as he rubbed his hands vigorously against the legs of his jeans; but it seemed that the words didn't come out, because he didn't have the courage to look at his boss. The woman smiled knowingly at him and asked, "Are you afraid of getting into trouble?" This time, the knight turned around and met her gaze directly. "No..." She gave a soft laugh. "Don't worry, Fifth," she reassured him. "Nowadays everyone has the right to choose whether to stay here or go back to where they came from - but it would be foolish to think that I'm going to allow you to leave without being able to give some sort of explanation." The knight nodded. He wasn't sure what to say. He was not comfortable discussing such matters with anyone.He was still looking at his hands when the farm owner began to laugh. Then, realizing that his employee was looking at him with some anxiety, she asked, "Are you all right, Quinto?" She waited anxiously for his answer. When he realized that she was expecting a real answer, he nodded slightly. The lady smiled and replied, "Good. Now let's go." They both stood up and walked to the office door. The doorknob turned inaudibly and they walked in, closing the door behind them as they entered. They walked over to the couch facing the fireplace. They sat together in silence. When the boss broke the silence, "Is there anything else you would like to discuss today?" Quinto took a deep breath. "A series of sheets like 'Romeo y Juliet', 'La Vida española', ' Sobre la historia del amor', 'El amor sin amores', etc." The woman raised her eyebrows. "You are doing well, Quinto. And how long have you been thinking about this project?" He thought for a moment. "Six years." Again, she laughed softly. "Six opportunities to lead your life." "Six?"

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