Knighted
Kate knelt on the stage before the king. A group of about sixteen media personnel were set up to the left. This was an odd opportunity for them and they were uncharacteristically silent. They were here to observe and broadcast, not to speak. Kate wore the black and silver dress that she and Micheal had chosen for the occasion. It simply felt right. Her head was bent to where she was looking at the floor, but she was aware of everything. “Kate Dawson, you kneel before me today in a sign of fidelity to your king and your nation. Are you prepared to take the oath of knighthood?” The king asked solemnly. Kate lifted her head to meet the king’s gaze. “I am your majesty,” she replied. “Very well, repeat after me. I, Kate Dawson…” Kate repeated the sacred oath. It was edited once Antre offic
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