Kyera smiled sadly and took the sword from her sheath and held it in the sunlight , the silver blade catching rays of light and casting them around. "I have had 3 Lady's Own Knights. Daxin, when I was a child. Verone when I grew older, and when he changed that mantle landed on Talis. It is troubled time the title of Lady's Own can be quite the weight to bare, considering my state." Her words stopped as her hand caressed the baby who needed her. She couldn't fight… it was a risk and forced her to swallow her pride.
Carefully, she turned the blade toward herself, gripping it on the blade just below the hilt. She offered it to him quietly. Kan looked at it in wonder before taking it in an unsteady hand. Kyera smiled as he did, letting him take the silver blade. As he did the clapping began.
Kan turned his head toward the sound to see a group of the Knights had already joined them. Some he recognized, but most were new faces who were just kids when he left. Kyera anticipated the question before he could ask. "The majority of our brothers fell trying to buy time for the junior knights and a True Knights to evacuate the bazaar." Kyera explained softly, and he nodded slowly. He had known the Bazaar had been attacked but he hadn't know how bad things had gotten.
"Then, I am honored to join the ranks." He replied slipping the sword into his waistband and turning to the gathered men. One he recognized, Jarath, who had just been a junior when he left. He was one who knew what Kan was expected of having done but he walked forward anyway. Kan prepared for the searing words he expected, afterall he betrayed the Princes.
"NO, return, brother. Your innocents was proven, the trust of the lady earned. Welcome home." Jarath replied and nodded at him. Kan looked at Karath's outstretched hand and clasped his hand around his forearm, in the time honored acceptance of brotherhood.
"Thank you, Brother." Kan replied hiding the slight tremble In his voice. Karath nodded, a knowing glow of understanding in his eyes.
"The knights and I will return to the children now, if we may, Princess?" Jarath asked redirecting his attention to Kyera so Kan could put himself back together.
"Yes, Kan and Cora will watch over myself and Raina. Be safe, My Knights, swords be true and claws be swift." Kyera dismissed them.
"By the Forest Will, My Lady." The response was made by the group as a unit before they followed their head knight away. Kyera smiled as they left, knowing she could trust these men and women even if she couldn't trust a single guard in the palace. Most of them she had trained herself, and the ones she had not trained trained alongside her. The Knighthood was like a family, one where everyone could lean on each other for support and understanding. It was something she had missed since she left home.
Kan stood beside her the clothing in his hands still a bit baffling. He had never expected Kyera to welcome him back. Of all the ways for him to achieve salvation, her hand had not been one he had considered. Yet here they were.
"Kan, go change. I need to escourt Raina to the Heir games and I would prefer my knight dressed properly before we go." Kyera ordered him, knowing just how badly he wanted to put them on. Kan nodded and went to the guards chambers to change. Kyera however, went back inside to her mother hens.
Cora was steeping tea, Ella was laying out the dress she would be wearing, and Mally was waiting for her with arms crossed, a brush in her hands. There was a look of disapproval on all three women's faces and Kyera sighed knowing what was coming.
"It will only take a few moments, you said. I will be right back, you said. We will have ample time to prepare, you promised… I don't know about the other girls but a couple of hours does not sound like ample time, Kyera." Mally mimicked Kyera's voice in the highest, nasally tone she could muster. The other two women looked at eachother but Ella just shook her head and began unlacing Kyera out of her current dress. She knew better than anyone they only needed a third of that time.