I was being challenged to a duel by this knight. In truth, I had no real reason to accept his terms and return the gesture. I could've just ignored him and walked away. Sure, there would be plenty of nasty gossip floating around the castle if this little confrontation didn't stay strictly between us, whispers like, "The royal guardian of the heir is actually just a scared little coward." But considering the fact that I was just a rogue adventurer who lacked all the rigid discipline and rigid honor that made them who they were as knights, those whispers wouldn't bother me much, nor would they haunt my sleep.
