The manager at the front desk took one look at their uniforms and smiled. They were most likely used to Knights strolling in with their maidens, usually for a night of fun. However, this was the first time they’d have something occur in the morning. Oh well. Something new everyday.

“For our most humble protectors, a discount, no? No, scratch that. Make that for free! Ha!”

The manager looked nervous, his voice tense. It almost appeared as if he expected the Knights to hurt them at any given moment. Giltwith opened his mouth in the attempt to reassure him but stopped, for fear of putting the poor manager further on edge.

“Thank you,” was all he said finally. He waved for the girls to follow as the manager gave both him and Elliot a key. Room 538.

“W-Wha?”

Melody was more than a little surprised when her senior Knight suddenly burst from the emergency room in tears. That in itself was wrong. Miss Jackson wasn’t supposed to cry. Never ever.

“Miss Jackson, wait please!”

Concerned, Melody took off after her superior officer, not caring about the public scene the two were making.