"Let me tell you a tale. The true tale of your grandfather and his sword. When we the defended the walls of Rhull, our King died, and the Queen was left alone, heartbroken and too troubled to govern. Your father decided that rather than following in Sir Roland's steps, he wanted to be a lawyer, and the Queen relied on him to help her rule the kingdom. But every change brings more change. Oaths and deeds invaded every part of our lives. The Queen believed this would bring an end to the kind of fighting that had killed her King. So, ignoring her heart, she signed that fateful decree and outlawed knights. All of them obeyed, save one. Sir Heraclio accused the queen, of being weak, and the lawyers of usurping her power. He lunged toward the Queen and Reginald. And that is how two knights, who had once been comrades in arms, fought to the death. Sir Roland disarmed Heraclio. He had the opportunity to kill him. But he hesitated. And so Sir Roland's sword was stained with his own blood, and the most noble hero, that this land had ever known, paid the highest price to save his son and his Kingdom. And the rest is history."