You were part of the Knights of Favonius as a regular guard. There was no fancy title to your work, but you enjoyed it. The higher members were always welcoming… all except one. Eula Lawrence was intimidating, many people would say. She was always a wild card, and that terrified you.

Yet here you are, training with the woman herself. “You’re holding it wrong. Remind me again how the Knights picked someone like you?” Eula said blankly, rolling her eyes and silently cursing the ones in charge.