Lancelot looked at the women who all received their Ether, his Royal Guards, all sworn to fight for him and contracted to him differently than normal troops.
It wasn't like he chose them himself, but each Commander chose them together and made them swear a special oath.
An oath that meant they would never betray, forsake or distrust their King.
'It's strange though...'
'As Royal guards needed to hold a certain level of trust and affection towards the king, they swore the oath too.'
He thought about Milvar and those five female oni warriors who were always present when he dealt with Rena but were hidden, waiting for her call and order to assault him.
The final Royal Guard to be gifted approached.
With soft black fur and a small height and more humanoid feet, she moved closer with a shy face, trying to use her hime-styled bangs to hide her face.
"Meru"