The shame and guilt the two felt were overwhelming as they hung their heads in humiliation. Finally, however, their hands were grasped by the black-haired mage of the Beowolves; she smiled softly as she said.
"You have nothing to be ashamed of, Adriel, Claude. Everyone here has been saved by Arthurs's words more than once. It is why we are prepared to leave our lives to him. The admiration we feel causes us to follow him no matter how impossible it may seem. If there can only be one light in this universe, it would be my husband. So please lend us your strength. We cannot do this without you."
Hearing the comforting words of the captain's wife, the two silently shed tears of embarrassment from their actions. What right does one have to demand something one cannot give?
