The large town of Ironthorn rested besides a deep river, the kingdom's great capital a well built fortress by its own right. The tall walls protecting the people from threats outside, the castle sitting at its heart, overlooking the town. This was the place where the Protectors maintained peace, to maintain the rule of the King, and show harsh justice to those who broke the laws. It was the place where anyone who was anyone would journey to in the Kingdom.<br/><br/><em>The King is Dead, Long Live the King.</em>Not long ago, the nobility had gathered at the news of the passing of the last king, his death far too soon for many of them, and the young prince rising to claim the throne. Since then, many had sought to overthrow the young prince, to plot his downfall, or challenge his right to rule. The kingdom still stood, but much of its continued existence owed to its champions.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>The courtroom was mostly empty, the crimson banners hanging from the balconies above, the throne built to intimidate as well as impress, the young king seated on it, the blonde hair framing his handsome young face. Not even a stubble was present to give him a look of age, he was an adult but in the eyes of many of the nobles, he was barely that, and certainly not fit to rule. Yet his cunning and ruthlessness had been effective so far, as had his protectors.<br/><br/>"Sir Brightblade. I summoned you because I believe that there is a problem that requires your intervention." Looking at the man, the young prince smiled but those cold blue eyes were chilling as he spoke in a friendly tone. "There is a nobleman called Lucian Shadecliff in the Noble Quarter who has recently been accused of witchcraft and wizardry. While I believe the practice of magic is acceptable as long as it is done in the benefit of the kingdom, this man is known troublemaker who disagrees with many of the new policies of the court. Its a delicate situation however, as this is a nobleman we are talking about, and a nobleman with a good standing in this town. So I need a knight to lead a search, and arrest him if anything treasonous is found."<br/><br/>Leaning back on his throne the young prince, or rather the young king smiled slightly. "Do not hesitate, the loyal informers have already confirmed that he is dealing with others known to hold traitorous plans." He looked at the Cavalier before him. "Do you need anything, or want to ask something before this?" The young man asked, a smile across his lips as he spoke.