ROYAL BLOOD
Sir Caven's voice was low, his face now expressionless, though a shadow of unease flickered behind his eyes.
Amilek regarded him calmly, his hands still clasped behind his back.
"Because I have seen that you are a good man," he said. "Unlike the others, you do not chase glory. You pursue loyalty."
The knight said nothing. His armor caught the candlelight, reflecting a cold shimmer across the marble floor.
"In time," he continued, his tone growing quieter, "the king will remember that loyalty. But loyalty must be proven. It was your duty to protect the queen, Micah, Sir Lamech. You were her personal knight."