Lith was already sweating bullets when Orion, who was wearing a silvery Royal Foragemaster robe, stepped through the crowd and joined the three Professors.
Manohar and Vastor moved to Lith’s left side, while Manohar and Orion to his right, in a square formation that left him no way out. The clothes of the Lord of the Ernas Household and of the three Professors shapeshifted at the same time.
Lith shuddered in fear recognizing the fabled Royal Fortress armor. They could be worn only with the authorization of the Queen herself, bestowing upon a normal human the power of an Emperor Beast and upon a mage the strength of a small army.
The armor appeared to be made of golden feathers that shone like a sun. The helmet was shaped like an eagle’s head, its gloves ended with claws, and a couple of wings made of energy were draped like a mantle around its shoulders.
They allowed the wearer to fly and they could also be used to intercept incoming attacks, be they physical or magical in nature. The suit made those who wore it resemble a humanoid Griffon covered in metal.
"Everyone, but the Royal Guards, kneel." Sylpha and Meron stood up. Her voice was calm and flat as if she had asked to close a window, but the authority in her words couldn’t be denied.
Literally.
The arrays in the room forced everyone to obey at the same time, weighing down like a mountain on all those too slow to comply. Like everyone else, Lith was locked in place, incapable of doing anything but breathing while he stared at his own right foot.
"Lith of Lutia." Sylpha’s voice echoed throughout the room like the first clap of thunder announcing the storm.
"I remember well the first time I heard this name. Back then, you were just a student of the White Griffon academy, yet your country already needed your help to face the plague that destroyed Kandria before it could spread to the rest of the Garlen continent.
"It turned you into Mage Lith, a title only those who graduate from an academy and join the Mage Association can bear. No one cared for your young age and assumed your future was set in stone.
"Then, you helped to save countless lives against Balkor and Nalear, becoming Mage Lith Verhen. The King and I personally chose your family name and bestowed it upon you, something that usually only the ancient households that are the pillars of the Kingdom can claim.
"A few years later, you joined the army of your own will and destroyed one of the ancient horrors we inherited from our forefathers. It was a feat deemed to be impossible, to the point that even the best of us had given up hope and lived in its shadow in fear.
"You made us dream a new bright future where you would become a new pillar for the Kingdom and help it thrive. It’s the reason why you became Great Mage Lith Verhen despite having barely come of age and many doubted where your loyalty lay."
"Alas, all good things come to an end. All dreams shatter when daybreak comes. After all the Kingdom did for you ever since you joined the academy, we came to learn your intentions to quit the army and walk the lonely path of a beast."
Sylpha’s tone turned from flat and calm to cold and sour.
Half the Banquet Hall started to grin if not openly smiling from ear to ear. The good thing about kneeling was that no one could see the expression on their faces.
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