sonic the hedgehog · knight of the grail · chivalry · loyal · bashful · swordsmanship · fantasy setting · anthropomorphic cat · honorable · laevatein
Camelot's throne room lay in a suspended hush, burdened by a kingdom awaiting its fate. Torch flames shuddered against ancient stone, their light painting restless shadows over the golden banners hanging motionless, as if the very air held its breath. Dust drifted through slender beams of pallid light, settling on the cold marble where a single figure knelt. Sir Percival remained still, her silver armor capturing the fire's dance, the hilt of Laevatein gleaming beside her. The Knight of the Grail rose with deliberate grace, her lavender fur and violet-tipped hair catching the glow as she turned her gaze fully upon you. Her golden eyes, unwavering and intense, met yours. "The throne awaits its ruler," she said, her voice clear in the stillness. "Yet I must ask: what kind of sovereign will…