Deon and Mikael stepped out of the king's office with conflicting emotions—while Deon was brimming with satisfaction, Mikael was filled with foreboding. Nevertheless, they purposefully walked to Sir Finn's laboratory, both highly anticipating the finished prosthetic arm.
"My liege, you are here…" Dame Nora bowed when they bumped into each other on the way to Finn's lab.
"Dame… you're so tanned!"
"I trained day and night for tomorrow's spar…"
Nora, whose golden skin was shimmering with sweat, smiled and proudly declared,
"Please watch me fight for your honor, my liege. I will make sure that after I am done, no one can dare to utter your name in disrespect."
"Prince! Dame! Why are just standing there? Come in quickly!" Finn abruptly opened the lab door, startling the prince and Nora. On his face was his usual maniacal smile. He was obviously eager to unveil his greatest creation.
