Clutching Fallen Nemesis with my right hand, while softly running my fingers over it's cold edge, I honestly say, my enthusiasm and wonder displayed for all to hear in my voice "You've truly outdone yourself this time Valdour!"
'Even my most prized weapons in my past life could not hold a candle before this treasured blade.' I thought in satisfaction, still admiring it.
"Your gratitude is an honor, but I believe I should be the one who offer's his thanks in this occasion, my liege." Valdour replied, his tone not one of illusionary humbleness, but of true and honest fact.
"What do you mean?" I ask.
