The young Leo have never seen such a thing before as he stands there rooted to the ground, with no idea on what to do. His father saw his dilemma, as he came over, and placed his hands gently on his arms, as he plucked out his sword, placed it onto the small hands of his son, and plucked it onto the ground, before the Varangian commander.
"Repeat after me." The old emperor, with a bunched back, said softly before the ears of his son. "I am delighted to have you be my left and right hand man, and I accept your loyalty with all of my heart."
The young boy gulped, as he followed with a slightly trembling voice. "I am delighted to have you be my left and right hand man, and I accept your loyalty with all of my heart, now, please rise, Lord Cerberus."
