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Rhydsar shoved the maid away when she came to dust him. 


[color=#f1b1e3]“My apologies sir---ma’am---I’m just not fond of mages. Not that I dislike you or anything. Just um...a bit afraid of people like you." [/color]


With good reason. Mages were the most efficient troop in any army. He had seen them at the war councils, positioned as tanks to counter entire battalions of men. He had seen sun mages melt the flesh off enemy soilders. He had seen the same mages sell out to the enemy and massacer his men. When people talk about the horrors of war it isn’t the swords or the screaming that gets to them, it’s your comrade after a mage gets to him. True horror isn’t a pile of bodies, it’s when you don’t have ne you can send home.


The expression on her face told him more than what she was about to say.


[color=#f1b1e3] “I um...you’re a senior knight right? You know how things actually run around here? I’m gonna be honest, I’m new and I don’t really know what I’m doing yet.” [/color]


Rhydsar scratched the back of his head sheepishly, awaiting the knight's judgement.