The next morning the whole palace was alive with excitement the whole court was in their finest and the hour had arrived. The men to be knighted were in the chapel after breakfast. Lord Lyons made sure each man wore their best armor and their weapons were polished. Each man was given the prestigious royal tabord. The arch-bishop had been summoned to bless and offer prayers to the prospective knights.<br/><br/>Kate stood in a designated place in the magnificent throne room. She curtsied as King Atrius and his procession entered the throne room and ascended the dais. Lord Lyons was a few paces behind the king. This was one of rare formal occasions the mage curtsied to her father. The king addressed the court and gave speech. Then one by one the men to be knighted were called into the throne room. Each had rehearsed the ceremony days before. King Atrius had his sword ready for days. The sword, used in the ceremony, had been passed down for at least four generations. Blake's full name was called. Blake like his  father was well known for his loyalty and bravery. Kate beamed with pride as Blake entered. His armor was polished to a gleaming shine. The radiate from the sunlit gave him an angelic luster. His sword and armor had been enchanted by the mage Lady Katerine. The enchanted items on Blake shimmered a blue aura around him. The was a a resonance of  whispers in awe of Blake filled the great room. Kate felt her heart beat faster as he slowly passed her. She gave Blake a polite nod and midi-curtsey as he passed by her. She wore a long skirted, light blue, taffeta dress that modest covered her corseted chest.  Kate wore a simple diamond encrusted tiara; her hair was in a partially, braided updo that crowned her head. She mouthed *I love you*.