The Mage Knight:
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" I am Sir Francis's Knight." I spoke up getting up out my seat.
" what are you-" mouthed Francis but Cardinal didn't let him get the chance to speak.
" can you please take off your hood, we must see your face and know your name before we can properly introduce you into the candidacy" stated Moderator...
I threw off the hood I was wearing, my golden blonde hair flying out.
Gasp and whispers of shock filled the whole room.
" T-The King of Destiny..." Some Nobel man shouted.
" What blasphemy!" Another noble man stated.
" We cannot allow an outside to interfere with DoJíun royal selection process!"
More and more of those comments filled the room, the tension was increasing and I was only pissing more people off the longer I was here....
" Yes My name is Malakhi, the same malakhi that killed his father, the king of Valmaria, the previous holder of sloth!"
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A/N: Please note I do have this story as completed but it isn't completely completed ( if that makes sense) The first arc of this story Pride is complete!
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