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The court came to the side of the corpse that was opposite of Lucian, for that was the direction they came. Each of them looked in some way battered and bloodied. Many did not have lances, the likelihood of these weapons being broken upon the battlefield being too high for it not to be the case. Yet their golden heraldry and banners were displayed proudly across the armor. Such banners, of course, had the green blood of the greenskin strung across it.
There were a few Knight Errants with them as well. Likely the lackies of the Ducal Prince as they were not there when the Prince made his attempt at a killing blow. The Lance that the Prince was apart of did not have any retainers here to watch over the Prince’s ‘prize’, for none who really respected the Prince was among them.
A Father trying to give his son a sense of humility. To separate him from the crowd that was enabling the antics he was taking. It seemed at this moment it was failing him and only made things just that bit harder for the Prince.
“This, Father, is my kill. The the fool who almost got himself killed fighting it.” The Prince declared outright with good ounce of hatred within his voice.
The Duke did not remove his helm, unlike the unhelmed child. For this reason Lucian could not see what was written across the man’s face. Yet the hand laying upon the side of the helm did wonders to give the Black Knight a good guess at what had happened.
“And what do you claim, Lucian?” The Duke asked as he faced the Black Knight, “That is your blade within its head. Did the weapon not kill the beast as my son is telling me or is there something more to this?”
Lucian could give the man the full truth but that would be a problem. Both of them were claiming this kill and the Peasant Knight suspected that the Duke would not want his son to become a Knight of the Realm just yet. So to share credit might make it so Lucian does not become a Knight of the Realm. However, it was only a chance.
To give the deed to the Prince might make the Prince happy and perhaps even the Father. The claim he was giving was that he saved the life of Lucian. Perhaps he had, for Lucian knew that without cutting the head off an Orc the creature might not be fully dead. His Father, hearing that, might actually gain a respect for his son he did not have before for he saved a rival from certain death.
Lastly, Lucian could try to take all the credit for himself. With his exploits earlier and the obvious state of his person such a thing would be easy. But it would turn the Ducal Prince into an enemy for life without chance of regaining respect. After all, he did inflict a killing blow.
