Irina strolled with the group a feeling of remorse weighing her down. As they arrived at a place that the prince believed would be safe she approached him and bowed politely "my prince.........i believe i owe both an apology and an explanation correct?" her soft voice spoke from her bowed position.<br/><br/><br/><br/>High upon the ramparts of the Lancorian Castle Stood a knight. This knight had silver armor and shoulder length black hair, as well as a bristling moustache. Orenius Maxwell was this knights name. He was part of the Royal guard that protected the king of Lancor. Orenius happened to have had a bit of free time so he came to the battlements to stare out into the distance. He was a man who was loyal to the country of Lancor not just it's king. He believed the king had gone mad and hoped that the prince remained sensable for his kingdoms sake.