It was late into the night when Keal opened his eyes. The moonlight spilled softly through the window, casting silver lines across his face. He sat up in bed, his expression unreadable, and quietly moved around the room. One by one, he packed his belongings into a small suitcase. Finally, he placed a folded letter on the table near his bed—a silent goodbye.
Without a sound, Keal stepped outside into the still night. The trees rustled gently in the breeze, and leaning casually against one of them was the man known as the leader of the BK Knights. His sharp eyes gleamed behind adjusted glasses as he looked up with a knowing smile.
"You came," the man said.
From the shadows, a small figure leaned against another tree—his daughter, Sophia. She smiled brightly, almost glowing in the moonlight. "Welcome to the BK Knights," she said.
Keal blinked. "BK Knight…?"
The leader chuckled. "You wanted to join the knights, didn't you?"
Keal nodded slowly.
