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“He must not be that important if my Father did not bother telling me he even existed.” The Prince made a few more pokes at Lucian before taking the weapon and resting it upon his shoulder, “He never said a thing…”
Lucian felt those words come with a tange. His skin crawled as he felt a pair of eyes burning upon him from the Ducal Prince Gillot. Lucian could not compare it to the monstrous instincts that the Vampire inspired within him. Instead the feeling was compared to many of his cousins who had looked at him longingly from afar as he worked in the fields.
Why did the Knight express such thoughts towards Lucian?
“Raise your head.” The Prince barked as the weapon was removed from the shoulders of Lucian, “Do you realize what it means to act honorably, Peasant? The Chivalric Code states that Honor is not simply fighting with one’s blade but carrying the pain of responsibility with it. Such is why we are ruled upon by the Grail Knights!”
Lucian did as he was told and saw the Blue and Gold heraldry of both Knights. The Prince had much more gold ornate upon his person that highlighted the shined steel that was about his body. The cloth about his person was a mix of these two colors and white. As to what meaning it had, Lucian could not divine.
Upon this man’s shoulder draped a cloth that held the heraldry of Bordeleaux. A symbol of his eventual inheritance if he does well in battle.
Next to him was Lucqin who wore the same armor that Lucian saw him before. Just like that time the Knight had on a brilliant helmet that had upon its top a Plume that draped across his shoulders like hair. At the center of it above his head was a crest not of Bordeleaux but that of a fish that sported orange scales.
“So Peasant, if you want to shoulder such a burden like honor than you must choose.” The Knight began gesturing to the equipment upon his person, “The Lance, the Sword, or the Gauntlet.”
>Lance
>Sword
>Gauntlet