Here we are." Viktor said as they arrived a vast courtyard where over fifty knights in waiting were lined up in rows, donning their cleansing robes.
They stood according to their ranks and Weylyn could see the vacant space at the forefront for her,
There were only two other knights in waiting standing at that rank which showed there would only be three Gold Ranked Knights to be titled at dawn.
Weylyn had known of the passing of the Knight of House Mivore a year before her brother's passing, he was the oldest out of the twenty one Gold Ranked Knights representing the twenty one Dukedom.
He had died suffering fatal injuries from a beast and the position of Knight Mivore on the Imperial order had been vacant to be filled on the next knighting ceremony which was today.
Weylyn had also heard of the honorable discharge of Knight Galvadore of House Galvadore who had wedded the Princess of a neighboring Empire and could no longer attend duties as Knight of the Imperial Order.
He was to be replaced by his younger brother who would take on the responsibility of the new Knight Galvadore.
Only Weylyn and these two other knights would be titled Gold Ranked Knights as they were representatives of their respective Dukedoms and would take the position of their deceased or discharged kin on the Imperial order.
Weylyn sighed as she strode forwards, she could feel all the gazes turn to her as she kept her head held high and strode up to her position.
She stood at the very forefront of the line reserved for the Kalver Dukedom and as she walked past, the other warriors of Kalver to be knighted today bowed in respect to their highest ranked knight.
As Weylyn took her place, she stood with her hands crossed behind her back and her eyes fluttered closed,
Grateful for the fact that there was a good distance between her and the other two Gold Ranked Knights who stood at the forefront of the line reserved for their respective Dukedoms.
Weylyn recalled she had at some point met both the two Young Lords to be knighted as Knight Mivore and Knight Galvadore at the balls hosted by her father and brother or the imperial balls,
And Weylyn was in no mood to begin reminiscing, then she had graced the balls as a lady of nobility, the Noble Princess of the Kalver Dukedom,
But now, she was here as Knight Kalver, there was no correlation between these two situations and so she did not wish to be bothered.
It took only a moment for the doors of the Oracle's Hall to be opened of it's own accord and it was time for the knights in waiting to take the first step to their destiny.
The High Oracle stepped out in his usual gray regalia, his attendant oracles at his side as he stopped at the very top of the over a hundred steps leading up to the Oracle's Hall.