Frey took a step forward. She was dressed in the silver-plated armor of a Forbidden Army Knight, the golden trim on her silver-white armor catching a hazy halo in the forest's moonlight. Her dark red knight's cloak draped on the ground after dismounting, two silver tassels representing her rank hanging from its edges—she appeared to be the leader of this band of knights. She paused, looking at the manor on the brink of becoming ruins, and stated her identity, "We are knights of Her Highness the Princess. May I ask if there's any assistance needed?"
"No, no need, it's nothing," the young Earl also recognized these knights' identities. Unwilling to complicate matters, he hurriedly shook his head in response.
