The wind gathered beneath the Swords Princess as she trusted, cushioning her fall. Lyle stared at the scene with discomfort because he knew that all it took him was one gesture to end his enemy's daughter's life.
However, while the rest of her family were all degenerates, Ivory was kind and honorable. This was not his impression but a knowledge he had gathered from her over the years. The two of them could almost be labeled as friends.
As Princess Ivory descended, the knights ran away from her. Although many wanted to woo her, since she was the only daughter the emperor had, all knew she was a battle maniac. It was one thing to be that, but to have unparallel strength made her feared by all knights except one.
"A pleasure to have you here, my princess," said Lyle as he bowed to her. He never stopped being respectful because one wrong word could throw him into the emperor's list. "It is a long way from the capital."