Blake stood bored out of his mind but still standing guarding the entrance of the palace gate. His shift wouldn't end for another four hours right in the middle of the kings great Victory Ball after conquering a neighboring kingdom. His armor was heavy and grew sore on his shoulders. His sword at his side and spear in his hand. He stood as a statue on the left side of the gate. Another guard opposite of him on the right side. He saw Lords and Lady's both coming in to the palace. He watched for anything out of the ordinary, but until he did he would stay as he was, no word from his mouth nor a slight movement from his limbs.