"I offer my most sincere apologies for my initial, aggressive approach, Mr. Halon." Siria declared, bowing her body in a formal military reverence that drew the curious attention of other Thalendor citizens walking along the plaza's suspended walkways. "As the new leader of the heir princes' personal guard, my absolute duty is to make sure no threat, whether from another world or from this very plane of Thalendor, comes close to putting their physical safety at risk. But knowing your true identity now, I feel ashamed of having shown such disrespect toward someone all of Thalendor owes such a great debt of gratitude to."
The little elf boy smiled proudly seeing his own guard recognize his hero, crossing his small arms over the dark rough fabric cape he wore.
