Brotato's P.O.V

I finished drinking my lemonade, as I burped. This meal was amazing! I never had a better lunch, ever since...well...ever since my mother died. She was a great cook!

"Hey Brotato." A voice spoke. I turned around to see Kyle walking up to me. I smiled, but I realised that he has a huge cut on his shoulder.

"What's happened!?" I exclaimed, choking on my goat.

"It was Barney. He threw me against a tree in training." He answered, wincing at the pain. I choked again.

"What!? I know he wants you to be a good knight, and you are, but that's just too extreme!" He nodded, glaring at his left.

"Whenever I would wince or growl in pain, he would say I'm weak." I narrowed my eyes, and stood in front of him.

"I know he wouldn't listen to us, but he will to Sky. I'll tell Sky, then he'll tell Barney to stop training you so hard!" Kyle pressed the wet tissue on his wound harder.

"Okay, thanks." He croaked.

"Do you want to eat lunch with me?" I offered. He shook his head.

"I would, but I already ate." He replied, walking away. I felt a bit hurt, being rejected by a new friend. I finished eating and dismissed myself. I wanted to train more, but it was over. I felt weak...like Sky would always beat me, but that's normal I guess. He's my mentor! He had trained for moons and moons! Oh yeah! Kyle! I must tell Sky about Barney! I rushed to Sky's room but then I heard a voice.

"What are you doing, apprentice?" I shiver rattled down my spine, as I turned to see the king. I hated being in trouble.

"Uh...I'm looking for Sky." I stammered.

"Why?" He questioned.

"Ah...I need to ask him something about training." I replied. I didn't want to tell the king about Barney. I don't want the king to punish him.

"You can ask him tomorrow!" Anger pulsed through me. I can't let Barney hurt Kyle!

"I'm curious!" I objected. He seemed to bristle.

"How dare you argue with your king! One more word, and you become a peasant!" I knew he didn't mean it, but it was a threat. I glared at his throne and spun around and stomped away.

"I have to tell Sky fast tomorrow." I whispered.