Knights of Tezoth

- To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking? - asks Mariarnelia.

- Revaniel, Your Grandeur. Merely a humble priestess of the Dawn Raven, arrived here straight from Duskwing, home to all our few followers.

- Ah... - It seemed this worldview occupied no significant part of the royal person's consciousness.

- If Your Grandeur's heart holds the generosity to accept my humble gift, it would delight me to the depths of my soul!

Revaniel kneels and presents the Deus with a pitch-black box adorned with golden patterns.

Before Deus even thought to reach for the box, Axel steps between the gift and the queen. He searches with his eyes for the servants whose duty it is to check such items for safety.

Such a duty belonged to the knights accompanying Deus.

Axel looked at the priestess with a squint and displeasure. Then he rather roughly took the black box from her hands.

-- What is this? - asked the knight, carefully examining the item from all sides.