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Ruddard wanted the castle to come back to its original glory. Since the passing of his mother, the Queen, his father let the castle crumble around them. While sitting at the waterfall, the old man approached him. Taking the seat beside Ruddard, he was going to give him the opportunity to bring life back to the castle but how many would he have to lose to gain what he wants. As the knurled hands pulled back the leather, Ishma knew he had him when he showed him the sword. He had seen that look on the others and hoped that Ruddard would be able to make it. He smiled as soon as he seen the spark as Ruddard took the sword in his hands.
