Willfest and Roy unwrapped the swords, twins with a raven hilt and Morrigan's sign on the pommel.
-So you had him make two swords, even though one is a bastard sword and the other a short one... you're going to do that even against my wishes, aren't you? - Willfest asked.
I looked at Willfest, he was with his serious face, I think he even wanted to hit me, but in the end he just bent his knee in front of me.
-Come closer boy, I'll say this in a low voice.
-What are you doing Willfest?
-Although I no longer have my sword at the moment, under the rules of this duel in which you saved my family, I Willfest Marshall De Poart, former knight of the English Crown, swear to serve you with my life, and the life of my son Roy.
I didn't feel very good about this, the audience in general had started to laugh at the sight of Willfest prostrate before me.
