Motto looked terrifying..and<span style="font-style: italic">beautiful</span>. Genevieve trembled at the sight of him, not for herself, but for what was happening to Motto. "Motto.." Her voice was a whisper. Could everyone else feel the electricity in the air? Did the entire castle now know of Motto's secret?<span style="font-style: italic">Please Hector.</span>Hector placed a hand on Genevieve's and she looked at him in disbelief. He...wasnt going to help? What if something-<br/><br/>The Guard had appeared! Where did they come from? There was so much chaos. Genevieve looked to the General with a tapered brow. A blinding light. Genevieve turned to it before shielding her eyes with a hand and taking an involuntary step back. A..knight stood before her. What was in his hand? A dagger? Did they think she could possibly use that to hurt Motto?! Even in self defense?<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Genevieve. I beg your forgiveness. I..Please do not fear me. I am still your ..Motto.”</span><br/><br/>Genevieve looked up at her name, and choked back a sob. He no longer glowed. His eyes, his beautiful dark eyes, we're his own. "Motto?" It felt wrong to use his title now. Genevieve stumbled past the guard and crashed into Motto's arms, sobbing into his neck. "I thought.." A breath. More sobbing. She wondered if this would happen again and what would happen once Hector was gone. "I was so afraid for you." Genevieve looked up to Motto, tears running down her cheeks, but she had to be sure. She looked back to Hector before focusing on Motto once more. "I..." A deep breath. "I think I need an explanation."