Quotes On Knights Novels & Stories

muttered the younger knight, “brain over sword first, you never learned old man.” “Old man my arse! More like roguery.” The elder seethed with outrage. He gradually elbowed his foe’s face. The smaller knight’s nose leaked scarlet blood. He licked it and smirked. He answered back with his elbow to his elder’s hairy chin. The quaver of teeth cracking together fractured through the elder knight’s jaw. It lit him up like a lantern. He predicted that the only niche that wouldn’t be greased down on the younger’s body would be underneath his page.

What Zayn said pulled a loud guffaw from those in the office as they added oil to the fire. “Yeah, you’ve got to pick up your balls, put on your armor, and fight our dear Mr. Dunham here. We all know you’ll lose for sure, but you’ve got to have the courage to die anyway. TV series are always talking about the spirit of the knight who flashes his sword, no? Come on, show us that!”

Just the quiet knowing of someone who had witnessed far more than he should have, who carried secrets like stones in his chest. And this would be just one more. But for how long, Bruno could already feel the time ticking. His ears ringing as he wished for the impossible. Because knights didn't speak unless commanded to. And Bruno had already seen what he needed. And he already knew what that meant. His armor, once imagined bright, was already tarnished.

Upon knowing that the knight was still not speaking he spoke first because that was the training he made them experience, 'Never talked first before the master speaks first' "Speak" With that cue, the knight had spoken news that surprised him suddenly because it was different, a piece of different news that he wasn't expecting to know. "Your highness, there happened a secret attack inside the commoner's village afterward the intruders had fired the house," the shadow knight said respectfully to Arthur while still kneeling and bowing making Arthur raise an eyebrow and be confused at all

The older knight sitting across Sir Adam–Sir Jackson Celestine, a member of royalty through the first Queen whistled in awe as he grinned, looking unfairly amused despite the situation, “Damn, you seriously memorized that for this, Sir Sanscroft?” “Sir Celestine, Sir Sanscroft…” Sir Adam murmured in warning, coughing within his fist, and not-so-subtly stepped on the older knight’s foot. Jin ignored Sir Jackson’s theatrical whine of pain, smirking smugly and clearly enjoying the very uncomfortable looks on some of the other knights’ faces as he subjected them all with his silver-gray gaze, “Correct me if I am wrong but that is the law, yes?” He who knows the law... is the law itself.

"My Lady, you are just too kind. The knights' duty is to protect their masters and the lives entrusted to them. If a knight failed to protect a life entrusted to them, it is equivalent to admitting that they aren't capable of protecting and failed to stand their oath. Before they receive the honor of being a knight, they are told that failing to protect their masters is like failing to raise their swords from an incoming attack. Losing their sword is like losing their own life, because swords are a knight's life Chiara's expression dropped as Shiela continues, "So punishment is the best option for them instead of losing their swords. Those two must be thankful to His Majesty that they still

said a knight. “And what will you do when you find it?” asked another knight. “That’s the real question.” “Why, I shall make myself immortal,” the king answered, breaking into a hearty laugh. “You don’t need the Holy Grail for that,” said another knight. “All you need is to be turned.” A tense silence suddenly fell around the table. Clearly, this knight had overspoke, had crossed a line and mentioned something taboo. He lowered his head in shame, recognizing his mistake.

Or just won't he know the meaning of the word? — Tell the # @ $% of the story just before I call a & * $ ¨ @! Of a guard. —Oops, you escaped … but it was good. — Watch out for the words knight, but you deserved little prince! This is not the way to treat someone your age! Just do me a favour and tell me your part of the story. Not what Rômulo tells. — Naukar is a good diplomat, I forgive her for making a mistake. I had even forgotten that she was here.

“Your pieces, then.” “Many pieces think they are players simply because they move,” he murmured, sliding a bishop into a line that pressed against my center in a way I felt behind my ribs. “It’s… charming.” “And the knight?” The word was out before I could stop it. “What does a knight think he is?” “Dangerous,” Kael said, and his tone made the word less threat than fact. “Because he arrives where he shouldn’t.” I let the silence sit. I let him think he’d named what I was asking. Maybe he had. Maybe I didn’t even know what I was asking yet.

My words resonated, instantly quieting the jubilation and grounding everyone in the stark reality of the challenges they still faced. "Understood!" echoed the unified response from the knights. The young lord's intervention was crucial in preventing overconfidence that might have led to errors in future battles. Recognizing this, he acknowledged their collective performance while emphasizing the importance of staying grounded. "But that doesn't mean you didn't do a great job. Everyone's use of Fear and the skills learned from Zikk surpassed my expectations," he commended, ensuring that amidst the cautionary words, the knights received the praise they rightfully deserved.