Retreat in Defeat (Pt.1)

Lucian regards Jorgen with a scowl.

Jorgen walks towards his fellow soldiers and is graciously accepted into their ranks, oblivious to Lucian.

'These idiots still think of him as a saint. He betrayed you when you needed him most. Can you not see that?'

"Jorgen. Where were you during the siege? Hiding with the woman and children?" Lucian whispers roughly.

Jorgen spits on the ground at Lucian's remark as he turns to face him.

"I fought hard, boy." Jorgen slices back angrily.

"You're not going to get away with speaking to me as a dog like before." 

A fire burns in his eyes as he looks at Lucian. His previous embarrassment at Lucian's hands has given him a deep-seated hatred for the boy.

One of the guards steps forward in defense of Jorgen.

"You may be the Lord's favorite toy, but now that Harald is dead. You have no right to speak to a Knight as if he is beneath you."