A Matter Of Chivalry

"I don't know when I decided my brother's death was not accidental, but decide it I did. And I'm going to prove it, even if it kills me."

A few weeks ago
"Hey big brother, it's your birthday today!

I know Chloe, just let me sleep

No! you have to wake up to spend the day with me!

'''Chloe, give me five more minutes. Five!'''

Okayyyy....

...Chloe get out of my bed!

Nope 'giggles' not until you wake up and play with me

'''Fine! 'exasperated chuckles.'''

Chloe placed a wrapped box on the ground in front of an elegantly carved white marble headstone. "Hey Elkannah." She whispered, tears shining in her eyes. "I miss you. Happy birthday," Her voice broke as she through herself on the dirt, wailing.

"Are you okay?" An unfamiliar boy's voice asked. Startled, Chloe sat up, wiping the dirt of her face. She saw the boy, pale skinned, black hair, and eyes as dark as her own, though his were bloodshot. "I'm fine, I'm just visiting my older brother on his birthday." She said in a hoarse voice. The boy nodded understandingly. "My name is Leo. I'm visiting my aunt."

"I'm Chloe. How'd you're aunt die?" She asked, standing up. "Her story. She signed to die of heartbreak." Leo explained. "Depressing." Chloe said sincerely. He nodded, looking at his feet. "How'd your brother die?" He asked in a soft tone of voice.

"It was, it was a jousting tournament. h-he was knocked of his horse and died ten minutes later." Her lower lip quivered and she sobbed. Hesitantly, Leo wrapped his arms around her, resting her head on his shoulder.

They stayed like this for a few minutes before Chloe, exhausted from crying so hard, pulled away. "They say it was an accident. I just can't believe that! He was the best this century has seen!" Chloe said quietly.

Leo got quiet. "Chloe, you do realize your accusing someone of murder, right?" He asked softly. Chloe stopped. She knew how serious a matter that was. "Do you have any proof?"

She turned to see the name carved on the marble headstone. "''Elkannah Le Poulet." ''She cleared her throat and turned back to Leo, her eyes bright with tears, but her facial expression serious. "I'm going to find some." Her voice was determined.

Leo took her hand in his. "And I promise, my word as a Lavine, that I will help you." He promised.

And with that promise, these two teens, got in way over their heads.