"Medisha." Brand gestured to the Silver Elf girl beside him.
The princess of the Hayalan Empire raised the winged silver helmet with both hands, and after firmly securing it, she mounted her horse. She lowered the face guard that covered the upper half of her face with one hand and answered crisply, "Present!" Her white chain armor gloves 'cracked' as they gripped the silver lance, the tip pointing towards the sky. The half-visible lips under the mask tightened into a cherry-colored gleam—the girl's demeanor suddenly turned solemn.
