Lylia got up and walked to the window to look out at the sky, which was getting darker. "Lady Rosalina the Valiant is the strongest Royal Knight that Aethermoor has ever had. She was also my teacher and the reason I became a Royal Knight in the first place!"
Her smile grew warmer as she pressed a hand to her chest. "You should have seen her train. Every swing of her blade looked effortless, like she was dancing. And yet she never once held back when teaching me. She always said a knight's duty is to protect, not to boast."
Lylia let out a small laugh at the memory. "I wanted to be like her so badly back then... strong, fearless, elegant... and someone could depend on."
Everyone listened more closely when Lylia spoke. Greg and Marina looked at each other, and Greg could tell there was more to this story.
