Chapter 1798 My Fucking Duty & Service:>Ep8

• Out into a long corridor, following a series of kindly glowing arrows on the floor, they found their way to the enormous doors leading to the ballroom. Lenna halted, to Katerina's confusion. She actually tried to tug her back into motion, but as powerful as the Princess was, she was not strong enough to move Lenna when she did not wish to move.
• It had all built to this, Lenna realized. As a warrior, as a blade in the service of her Lord, she had supreme confidence. And when in similar functions, a Knight was allowed a certain distance. The title granting both literal and figurative armour from the petty intrigues of court. But now...now she was proceeding into a new world entirely. Not as an observer of court, but as a participant. As a combatant.
• Lenna felt the absence of her sword keenly. Standing this close, she could hear the dull buzz of conversation on the other side of the door. The clink of glasses, the muffled notes of music, and the occasional punctuation of polite, fake laughter. A whole world of pretensions and veiled threats. Of pleasantries and knives behind the back.