Luther and I knelt down in front of the lady. White robes hung from her shoulders, reaching the floor as they grazed against the lilac carpet. The faint light coming in through the windows of intricate carvings highlighted the shadows of the rosewood furniture. Next to the lady in full armor was a tall brown-haired knight with a stoic face.
The lady's voice echoed.
"The meddlers are here," she spoke. I couldn't hear the 'tone' of her voice, yet the echoes held in it were filled with incomparable authority. "So, who is this?"
I placed my hand on my chest and answered. "My lady. I am Adventurer Dusk, I have been stationed as your guard—"
The lady tapped her desk and I quietened down. She slowly turned her gaze toward me, her veil waving with her movements.
"How bothersome. I already have a knight protecting me for the last 9 years," the lady sighed and said. "I believe a sudden change in these last few days would be riveting."
