oh so homeless

[patricidium]

You may be my mundane - or whatever it is you deign to call yourself - but that does not equate you to being my lord or Master. I would only accept one for the former, and the latter is more than competent enough to hold that title. You've done nothing to gain any of my respect and loyalty.

[ Pause. Something is said, and then she's gritting her teeth and seething. ]

You continue to make humiliating comments upon my gender and expect me to kneel? Never! Were you anywhere within reach, I'd have you cut down for slandering my worth as a knight!