"Help me to understand my purpose, help me to shoulder this great responsibility left to me..."
"Help me to give my all for this Empire and it's people, as all the Knights of Kalver have done before me." Weylyn said in a low tone as her eyes fluttered closed.
Truly Weylyn needed strength to carry on a legacy she no longer believed in, to serve a king she no longer trusted, to honor the vows she had made through gritted teeth.
Weylyn was not one to live in deception, she knew the very moment she had witnessed that spear pierce through Ronan's heart,
The very moment she held him in her arms, his warm blood soaking her clothing as he struggled to speak between gasps, his hand clinging tightly unto her.
The very moment she had watched the pain in his eyes as his life force seeped out him and saw the tears trail down his cheek for his life and dreams that had now reached it's end,
