Losa was somewhat lost in thought.
Baldwin IV's mellow voice suddenly rang out: "Baron Losa, in this battle, you have successively defeated many Saracen Cavalry, earning great accolades."
"Now, please kneel before me in the presence of Heavenly Father and all witnesses."
Buzz—
Losa clearly heard the dense gasps from the nobles surrounding him.
In such a sacred occasion, Baldwin IV asking Losa to kneel before him was self-explanatory.
Isn't this too hasty?
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Though doubtful in his heart, he didn't hesitate for a moment, dismounted, and knelt on one knee on the ground.
Prajna was right behind him.
She nodded slightly at Baldwin IV, as if greeting.
And Baldwin IV didn't take offense, smiling as he said: "Madam, you have also achieved many merits in this battle, I greatly appreciate your contribution to Jerusalem."
After speaking, he raised his tone.
