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[i]"A hero is but a fickle opinion"[/i][/center]

Ribbons of wind swirled around Gilgamesh's hooves as he sprinted down from the sky, his boisterous neighing alerting the guards as he rode down. From within the eye holes of his helm, Silas peered out with forethought, his hand wrapped firmly around the body of his lance in case of attack. His actions over the past few months had warranted this summons; he had deliberately foiled several skirmishes and attacks made by the knights of Pantos, and likewise took down a few of their enemies, but he wondered in which light had the King saw him in. 

Dismounting from Gilgamesh, he placed his forehead against his muzzle, feeling the steed's breath on his face. [b]"I shall return shortly,"[/b] He whispered, his stoic voice only as loud as it ever needed to be. [b]"Go and wait for me nearby."[/b] A shaking neigh was all he received in response, but it was enough to reassure him. He turned to watch Gilgamesh disappear in the distant, his armor clanking with a weary sound. 

[i]If this is a trap than I'm a fool for coming here. All the signs are pointing towards disaster and I'm ignoring them.[/i]

After going through the tediousness of showcasing the token, he was allowed entrance into the castle. With a armed guard leading him, Silas was brought to a room, the words and voices of others slipping from the entrance. Already he could feel the shadows of a plan enclosing around him, however, it was far too late for him to turn around now; lest he look like a coward. The guard stepped to the side as Silas walked in, his devilish helm revealing but a glimmer of his brown eyes inside of them. Instead of speaking right a way, he moved to the side of the entrance and leaned his six-foot-one height against the wall, his armor clanking as his arms folded over his chest. 

[i]A gathering of sorts... Just what is going on here?[/i] He asked himself, taking note of the war-mapped parchment on the table and of course the many moguls in the room. He hadn't taken the time to learn more about other mages, but the important figures of the kingdom was a different story. [i]If... it is necessary, I will have to kill Ophella first. Let's hope it isn't.[/i]