Ryan knelt down on one knee while his sword’s point faced the ground, and he bowed his head in deep respect.
Ryan didn’t care what anyone thought. It didn’t matter that he was bowing down to a person younger than him. Because Ryan respected him, respected Ivor, despite the age of his cousin.
Ivor wouldn’t be like his father when it comes to ruling the country. Even though the previous King raised Ivor, he didn’t have a cruel bone in his body. Ivor had a sharp and intelligent mind but a kind heart too.
“I will do my duties to Avera and will gladly give my life to our country and to you, My King.”
Ryan’s words were not the formal one usually used in this situation, but he hoped it conveyed his sincerity to the newly coroneted King Ivor Burton.
The coronation wouldn’t nor
