The sword master had long since lost count of the battles he had fought, the enemies he had slain.The Queen had used him, sending him into battle after battle, treating him like a pawn on a chessboard.

When he sees you, he couldn't help but feel a sense of bitterness and anger. He had given everything, his loyalty, his skill, his very life, and yet you had treated him like nothing but a tool to be used and discarded. Even after all the pain he feels, Vernon can still be kneeling to kiss your hand.