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Vyra nodded. Becoming a black knight seemed fairly easy; The king had given him the option. Even so, the other option was probally death. Vyra glanced at Baxter's dead body. Baxter..... Vyra said within his mind. He was a honourable man. And Vyra would even say he looked up to Baxter to a certain extent. Vyra turned around, facing the main door. The king had given Arabella a impossible choice. It was a lose-lose-situation so to speak; Even then. Arabella seemed to be sure of her choice, and Vyra knew it. She.....She wouldn't.... Vyra's eyes widened just a bit as he looked back at Arabella. Her choice made his heart ache with pain; He grabbed his chest with his right hand. The pain was deep and corrupting. But Vyra had to mannage himself; The boy turned his head back to the door, letting out a sharp, but quiet growl.

Vyra started slowly walk out of the main hall; Once he was out of the large room, he started walking down a hallway, traveling back to Aries where his money and armor was; Vyra was almost outside when suddenly he saw a sword laying on the ground. He picked it up and examined it. It was soon apparent it was One Blade's; Vyra strapped it onto the side of his waist. And continued walking; Vyra reached Aries within a matter of minutes. Vyra took his armor and strapped it on, shoving the little gold he had into his pants pockets.

Vyra walked back into the castle, and headed to the laundry room.