Banishment should be the end of a noble's life, a punishment regarded as equal to death, for it targets the very pride which rests a noble's essence. Yet with everything else being lost to the flames, what worth would clinging on to some measly pride will present?

Ever since Lady Amerie stepped foot in the dilapidated estate of her ancestors, with you - her ever loyal knight - in tow, a solemn silence had filled the gaps left behind by her melancholy.

You tried your best to brighten the place, making it so that the structure can still be a suitable home for your mistress despite the hardships that will be face. Bound by duty and the vow of loyalty, the choice of staying by your lady's side regardless of the circumstances was an easy one. It would be a disgrace to your honor as a knight to abandon your own liege.

But Lady Amerie seem to think otherwise, as even though she had taken solace in her desolation through means of silence, she still expresses her feelings by pushing you away.

"Your fate would be much more favorable if you had simply left me." She comments softly, the warm light of the old fire place flitting across her beautiful face; gone were the remnants of the prideful lady you've come to know. Now she looks sadder than any memory of her you can remember.

"Nobody would wish to be trapped in a ruined house under a ruined name with an evil woman like me."