A New Pawn

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"Hey, hey, hey! Quit bein' so stiff, lad! We're all friends 'round here!"

A girl with a childish voice called out to the kneeling Emir before 'He' could respond.

Yet the man her words addressed didn't even shift an inch, staying in a kneeling posture. 

"Aye, ye be givin' me the cold shoulder, eh? How rude~... But, by the Forge! I'm mightily impressed! Not any youngin' can sense Mr. Player's strength at first sight, and judgin' by how ye reacted, I wager yer instincts went wild. Am I right?" 

"…"

Emir was still, his mind like a clear river.

"Hey, stop ignorin' me! I'm just tryin' to give ye a compliment here, ya know!"

"…"

She received nothing but silence again.

"Oh, is that 'cause I didn't introduce meself? Ye can call me Ms. Knight, lad."

"…"

Once more.

"So ye want me to introduce the rest too? Well, ye should've asked, shouldn't ye!"