SamhainKWC

CHAPTER I The seven chosen Knock, knock. Lord Rahjid scratched his beard calmly and said: -Come in. He was sitting behind his huge messy desk drinking black tea and watching a documentary about cheetahs. Lord Rahjid was an old Arabian man with a very friendly look. He had a long black beard, eye wrinkles and he was always wearing a white turban. Eustace was very short, bald and overweighed. His face was stuck in a worried expression and it was very rare for him to smile. Eustace entered the room in a rush. -My Lord, I have information about the chosen ones! -Nice- Lord Rahjid replied with his raspy voice and a weird smile- tell me a