"[i]Sir Knight, his majesty will see you now.[/i]", Cain's head snapped up as he heard a voice to his left. The Knight had not realized it, but he had ended up dozing off whilst leaning on a wall. Cain stood up straight, thanking the heavens that his half mask covered the red flush that had spread across his cheeks from embarrassment, however those thanks were soon turned into curses of damnation as he noticed the grapefruit sized hole that had been gouged into the wall by his cursed ability. "...That hole was there when I arrived. I was merely leaning upon the wall to cover the unsightly thing so that the king and queen would not have to see it." he said. It was a weak lie, however, the servant who had come to let him into the throne room recognized and sympathized with his exhaustion, and simply allowed him to pass without complaint. Cain blinked away the sleep and strode into the room with his head held high, hoping to give his King the impression that he was an infallible weapon of war ready to be directed and set loose upon his enemy with but a single word. Once he reached the base of the stairs to the throne, Cain kneeled down onto one knee, "Hail his royal majesty King Ephraim of Raphael!" he said almost automatically. Aside from this, Cain did not speak anything else, he was a soldier after all, and like any soldier he would patiently wait to be given permission to speak further.