"Lord Russell, eh!"
"Yes, truly, being chosen by the Shadowflame Dragon, he is watched over by the dragon wherever he goes."
"I thought Young Master Mel was excellent enough, but it turns out the Grand Duchy could produce someone like Lord Russell, a real prodigy."
As night fell, a few knights gathered in a tent beside the rocky path of the Black Horse Snow Forest, indulging in a couple of drinks of ice-burnt liquor.
And they casually chatted, "The emergence of Lord Russell is unfortunate for Young Master Mel, but it's a great fortune for Shadowflame Grand Duchy. The nation in peril, both the dragon and the Red Castle need a knight's support!"
"Indeed, fortunately, Young Master Mel and Lord Russell have a close relationship. No matter who rises to power, it'll be good for us."
"Yes, I wouldn't want to see Kunsley, or that Augustus take power."
