Author's Note

So I was working on a sword in the forge when suddenly the floor below me just vanished.

Yep it vanished.

And I fell.

Well I would because there was nothing I could hold on to stop my fall.

So I fell for a long time.

I also yelled as I fell.

I yelled till I fell on something soft as two people greeted me.

One a man a few older than him with light beard, wearing some kind of trousers and a jacket, a scowl on his face.

One little girl child with a giddy smile on her face looking all to gleeful.

And what do they mean when they talk to each other about messing up a timeline.

*Will Connect to my other Story the King at some point! And will also have other stories too, connected to this one of course!*