Anik Kael Cávãlcánty II

The Kèstramøre
Kèstramøre is the day of the appointment.

A day where a young prince is given his rights and training to become the next reigning heir as Seødøn.

At the first light of dawn, Anik II’s day began with a knock at his chamber door. The voice of his butler says “Sir, it is time you get ready for Kèstramøre, may I come in?” Anik too deep in his slumber, the butler knocks again and again, harder, and louder than before. After a few minutes, the young prince awakens. Slow to rise, he finally allows him to enter with a white and red outfit adorned with golden buttons. Another servant follows behind with a tray of various accessories. His look is complete after the royal shoe-shiner buffs the last straps on his boots – made with the finest leather of L’bela. As all the servants leave, Anik II, makes his way to his window with excitement to see everyone preparing for the festivities. He looks down at the courtyard only to see his youngest brørstatèn Raelyn Finn sneaking back into the castle with pockets & hands full of cookies.

As Anik II enters the dining hall, his eyes widen to see a delicious spread of pastries, freshly harvest juices, and trays of the fullest breakfast sausages the land could offer.

Guided to a chair made of spruce wood and red velvet, he sits next to his grandfather, the high chieftain Cambria, and brørstatèns Issac & Raelyn, as they are given the agenda of events and expectations by the royal advisor. Moments later, a roar of clapping, cheering, and chanting “Anik Søm stil føniks!” (“Rise like the Phoenix”), is heard as the prince is escorted on the stage. Many very well-dressed high-ranking officials were present and seated behind where the young men were placed.

Once seated, the Seødøn and his Queen walk onto the stage, and the townspeople get louder. The young prince Anik II admires his father’s demeanor as he calms the crowd, effortlessly gaining their attention to begin the ceremony. As Seødøn Anik I begins his address to the kingdom, prince Anik II is distracted by a little bluebird swooping over the crowd. Nudged by his grandfather, he snaps out of his blank daydream to notice his father holding out his hand to join him by his side. The cheers begin again, the second the young prince stands to his feet. In a blink of an eye, he hears the chieftain yell, “Seodon…”, a shove, the words “Run!” as chaos broke out. Prince Anik II’s eyes connected with his grandfather as he was shot in the chest protecting the Seødøn. The bells of L’bela rang with vigor and soldiers ran to aid the people. The Seødøns’ guard began to rush the royal family through the halls of the castle. Prince Anik II could not see who was attacking yet was handed a sword in case they were separated.

Finally making it to the docks, a shield wall was formed as many people as possible from L’bela were boarding ships. You could hear flames blazing, the bashing of swords and shields by people fighting in the city, while sails were enchanted with swiftness.

Seconds after the ship began to depart, the shield wall fell, and many ships were set on fire. Standing on the quarterdeck Anik II looked at the burning city, the enemy men cheering. Their leader raised his sword pointing it directly at the prince’s eyes, the flag of Rownog waving in the background. As prince Anik II stared at that flag, he noticed the young leader resembled the face of the Unspoken tyrant from the “Rayna Nebula”, The War of Great Unity. Anger and hate flowed through his veins, knowing the rivalry of revenge has begun.