The seas, a place void of any kind of law. It is on these waters that the pirates have claimed many ships and many lives. The problem has escalated to a point where King Mordecai will not put up with it anymore. Both the Winter and Summer Knights have been deployed on a single ship, the Sylvia. The Sylvia is a merchant ship, one of the largest in the seas. The ammo supply had run low on its way to the Kingdom of Seasons and is headed back to the neutral town on the coast of the southern continent. They are to protect the ship at all costs. In the meantime, the spring knights have been sent to the Eastern Continent. It is said that the ruler, Miles Victor, is helping pirates rather than stopping them. The orders are not only to find out if it is true, but to stop the pirates he is helping if it is. For the Fall Knights it is an average patrol along the south edge of the forest and the north edge of the marsh. They stand guard yet are unaware of the lurking danger hidden in the swamp. King Letum has hired several mercenaries to weaken the front lines from the Brotherhood of the Moon. The spray of ocean air at midnight brought a familiar chilling feeling to December. The moon was high in the sky and provided a copious amount of light for the evening. On board he could hear the footsteps of someone approaching him. “Your request sir.” A scruffy young lad said holding out a cup of freshly brewed tea. “Thank you.” The old man’s voice sounded like it had endured a parched throat for awhile. After the first sip he cleared his throat. “Beautiful night, almost reminds me of home. You do well to think about your home, we’ll get you there, one way or another.” It seemed like a weight had been taken off the boy’s shoulders. He lit up and nodded a quick response. Returning his gaze to the moon December sipped his tea as he thought about his comrades also patrolling this large vessel.