Deadly Duel

"You!" Emet yelled as he burst into the throne room, the knight violently pushing the large doors open on his way. "How dare you touch the princess with your filthy hands!" He furiously shouted at the Adom King.

Said King was currently sitting on his throne with his general Onan and two of his counsellors standing before him. Azalia could recognise Leor, the man with black closely-shaved hair, and Tzilla, the woman with short curly hair she had quite liked during the last High Council.

But now wasn't the time to remember their names. "Emet!" She let out a shocked gasp at her knight's words. "Cease this madness!" Emet must have hit his head somewhere to act in such a reckless way. Azalia was desperately trying to stop him and to make him leave the throne room, but Emet wasn't budging one bit as he intensely glared at the Adom King.

That only seemed to amuse Melech, the King feeling unimpressed by Emet's sudden appearance. He had been discussing important matters with his counsellors bu