"Any secrets the Queen keeps are for the good of her people," Ezekiel insisted, tapping the floor with his foot, resilient in his stance, "All we have been told is that you are in no condition to move, let alone [i]stress[/i] your body. The Queen is worried you may do something rash, and so we've been posted here to keep you still."

	"What of her words, Ezekiel? Surely you cannot stand firmly resolute when there is even a hint of discrepancy between our history and the knightly order," Joshua prodded, "Mikhael survived the dastardly pull of his emotions, evaded demonization, and you truly have faith in Maya, even now?" Ezekiel frowned and looked down to Mikhael for some reassurance. The boy held great respect for the Queen which rivaled his own maddening desire to serve Maya. If anyone could keep his beliefs from falling to shambles, it was him. Joshua shook his head. "Demonization is a death sentence. Maya's lessons depicted it as such, but she was able to save this boy without struggle! I know our queen commands a higher power than all other knights, but that gives us no reason to incredulous. She had admitted to secrets, and lies, but you deny even her own faults?"

	"I deny nothing. I maintain my trust, regardless of any error our Queen has made in the past. You falter now, so easily, and that is what frightens me, Joshua," Ezekiel asserted, giving Joshua a concerned glance. The doubtful knight sighed and looked away.

	"Ezekiel, do not let your emotions cloud what may be lurking behind superficial beauty." Ezkiel's faced tensed up. He took immediate offense to his partner's comment, although it was true that he couldn't deny the implications behind Joshua's words. "Mikhael, the history of Kale is a lie."