Felix sat in his little chamber, high above the forest. The sun had set and the stars began to come out.
Down below, deep in the woods, small signs of spring ushered in a new season.
With a smile Felix put the letter down he had been reading. It was from his friend Selma with whom he had been in a great adventure not too long ago.
He and his Master Theodosius had traveled to the capital city to meet the Princess when all kinds of strange events happened. Here he had met Selma, then a maid in the castle, and Paul, a knave soon to be knight. Together they had accompanied the Princess and her General to a lost city. Felix shuddered a little, thinking about how they had been near death when a relative of the Princess tried to sacrifice the princess to obtain eternal life.
Selma was then made a proper lady afterward. But since she was not born into a noble family, the other ladies had been quiet mean to her. The Princess had send her to live with the general's parents.
Selma seemed happy there. Although the general's father was a stern and quiet man, he was kindhearted and generous. His mother mother had been delighted to have a young girl to dote over.
Together they wee send to represent the princess in the city that once belonged to Lady Selena.
Felix found it amusing that of all the rooms Selma had picked the one they had stayed in during their adventure. “at least I know where the exits are' Selma had written him, reminding him how scary their stay at Lady Selena's guests had been.
Their friend Paul, knighted after their adventure, was send to stay with Lord Pellow.
At first Lord Pellow had been their enemy, but once he realized he and his master had been duped by the beautiful Lady Selena he had offered his services to the Princess.
Paul seldom wrote. Felix thought regretfully. He missed his friends. Their farewells had been tearful when they parted ways after The Princess had married General Woolf on the Winter Solstice.
Felix and master Theodosius had returned to the tower in the woods. Felix pulled a little leather pouch from his belt. He kept his treasures in there as he called it. It was not much, but he had come to appreciate each of them.
Growing up in the woods he had learned from his father to never leave flint and tinder behind. The thought of the fires he had started with it warmed him as a slight chill crept into his chamber. He carefully sowed it back in the pouch before he took out his knife. It was specially made for him by his father. The blade folded nicely into the handle so it did not require a sheath to be carried safely. Felix carefully examined the edge on the blade. Satisfied with the sharpness he folded it up and placed it back into the pouch. He felt a little embarrassed that this was actually his third knife. His first knife broke when he tried to pry his third treasure lose while they battled Lady Selena in the underground city in the mountains. Felix thought his father would be mad when he told him that he had given the second knife to Paul. He knew how long it took his father to craft a fine blade. But his father had only smiled and padded him on the shoulder.
Slowly Felix unwrapped his third treasure. When his mother had given it to him the glass bauble was shiny and shimmered with the colors of the rainbow like a soap bubble. Lady Selena had taken it from him to unlock the powers to give her eternal life, but the bauble seemed to disagree with the magic. By the time Felix was able to pry it loose it had burned into a dull lump, not unlike coal.
His mother had taken it from him with a smile. When she gave it back to him it was no longer black, but the shimmer had not returned. 'All in due time, Son' she had said when she noticed his disappointment. Felix tugged the bauble back into his leather pouch since the moon was not out. Felix had continued to place the bauble on the windowsill into the moonlight, in the hope to recover some of it's magic as he had done before it had been burned up.
The last of the light faded away as Felix went to sleep.