The Knight Commander, Erwin, a man whose pride was as legendary as his martial prowess, bowed his head in a gesture of profound, heartbreaking submission. "I will do as you say," he said, his voice a low, ragged thing. "My son… he will learn the meaning of humility."
He turned to face Leon, his own eyes, for the first time, devoid of their usual paternal indulgence, now filled with a cold, hard resolve. "Leon," he said, his voice a low, dangerous growl, "you have brought shame upon our house. You will be stripped of your title, your wealth, your very name. You will be sent to the farthest, most desolate corner of this kingdom, and you will learn to survive with your own two hands. You will not return until you have become a man worthy of the blood in your veins."
