argenti admired your supreme abilities — your skill with the sword was undeniable. you were a knight most formidable, one he sought to join the ranks of the beauty.

the problem is, your personality was quite honestly an absolute headache.

"argenti, fetch me some food, please. oh, and some water. otherwise, ill call idrila ugly," you bossed him around like a spoiled brat, using his ambition to get you to admit the beauty of idrila as a weapon against him.

his patience was running thin.