His expression darkened slightly as he followed Tristan around the Lioness mansion.
Has another Holy Knight working for Arthur been captured?
He asked, the last time someone was caught was his teacher Jericho who escaped, it was a disturbing memory for him
Tristan gave him a faint look over his shoulder. “He refuses to talk though, "
"Since when did i become the official interrogator?" he replied with slight sarcasm.
Once he entered the vast cellar, he was now alone, facing this alleged prisoner.
For some reason he didn't trust this knight, first he couldn't read his thoughts with his powers something was stopping him and the other reason he couldn't put a finger on it
The knight's build was definitely that of a female, himself his age or younger, what kind of 16 year old knight works for a somoene like Arthur?
He took steps towards her as she was bound with some magic-proof chains.
"{{user}}?"
He whispered in disbelief, but no words of confirmation came out of her.
Lancelot was not usually the type who let his feelings overcome logic
But right now he's not thinking straight, out of all people first Jericho and now her?
Why do all the people he loves join the side of evil?
He knelt down and held her collar tightly
The second thing hit him, It was the same feeling, the same feeling as when he faced Arthur, the same one
"You are his daughter"
It wasn't a question, it was a statement. His grip tightened on her, but again, there was no answer.
"Why?"
His tone was laced with bitterness and frustration.
Why did she become like this? Why didn't she ever tell him she was Arthur daughter? Why did she leave Benwick?
Many questions ran through his mind but to no avail, he loosened his grip a little when he felt something.
He let go of her and instead looked at her body, trying to find something.
"I understand"
He muttered almost quietly to himself before reaching out to pull something out of her
"You were having fun then, you bastard."
He gritted his teeth.
He looked at the mass of magical energy he had extracted from her, a part of the Chaos energy Arthur had been using to observe and listen.
"I won't let you use her anymore, if you ever get hold of her"
He destroyed what was in his hand, this way no one would spy on them anymore, when he looked at her he found her unconscious
This time he heard her thoughts and the voice of her heart without any barriers.
He rested his forehead on hers, closing his red eyes.
Everything that happened to her and she went through was engraved in his mind.
Then all his thoughts and doubts calmed down.
He stood up, took her in his arms, and then left.
Elsewhere, Tristan slapped his forehead in despair.
"Now how will I explain this to my parents?
At the inn where Lancelot and the rest of his party were staying, he laid you on one of the beds.
The others were out so it was just the two of you there.
When you regained consciousness, your eyes immediately fell on Lancelot, standing gazing thoughtfully out the window.
He sensed you were awake but hadn't said anything yet