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“Rise, peasant!” barked one of the Knights as two of them flanked Lucian, “To address the Lord of Aquitaine while upon the grounds is worthy of death!”
A shot of adrenaline came through the man as he shot up off the ground. Just as the Knight said his insolence was paramount by staying upon the dirty ground as he was. Not only was it disrespectful to stay upon the ground when a Noble speaks to you, but to think that it was none other than the Duke himself!
It was luck for Lucian that he was able to stand the moment the duke give his next question.
“What were you doing out here? I do not see any wounds upon your flesh for you to have been knocked out.” The Royal said as he probed the state of affairs.
“I apologize to my Lord for my insolence.” Lucian made sure not to look at the man directly now recognizing the sheer difference in station that was between the two of them, “I fought the monster with my scythe. Twice she had given me the chance to flee, and I denied both of them to stand against her might. But she was a sorcerer of great power and her flesh was like stone to my blade.”
Lucian felt that some of the other Knights around him might have made a jab or joke at that moment. A mocking of the effort they did not know he even displayed. Yet they kept silent for none other than the Duke of Aquitaine himself was upon them.
“Then why did the Vampire allow you to live?” He asked simply.
His words were simple but they carried a great amount of weight with them. If Lucian was to lie here and now he would have his head removed and accused of being the slaughterer of his people. There was no reason to lie though.
“She promised not to hurt me for my display of bravery, even after I attacked her.” Lucian said as he took in a large breath, “I believe she was to do something far worse to me than simply sending me to Morr. I was saved when my Donkey, Truffles, came between me and her.”
Upon saying her name there was a bellow from nearby. The white donkey coming out to see what all the riders were doing. Then as the ass it was, the donkey knelt down to start once again eating the grass underneath it.
“How?” The Duke asked with no hint of malice. As if he understood that the words spoken were truth.
“My Lord, I do not know.” Lucian said honestly, “The demon was a master of sorcery, magics, and beasts yet she could not harm either of us when Truffles was near.”
