69 Mint The Silver

"Forgive me, My Lord! Believe me, when I say I did not accept that name, please My Lord believe me"

"How dare you!"

Mint's body shook in total fear, the sound of his master's voice subduing him, he always knew his master was a dangerous man.

"Please my Lord, I beg you, death can only be-"

"Man up and accept the name!"

'What?' he thought with a start raising his head, whatever does his master mean?

Cedric came close to the cell, Mint gulped awaiting his next words.

"Accept the name Dark Knight" his tone was sonorous and dark.

"B-But My Lord I can-"

"I'm quite familiar with your people and your ways"

He froze, he couldn't be, he had made sure he had masked his identity when he joined the Dark Knight, how come?

"A nameless Dark Knight... no a nameless shapeshifter rather, when bestowed a name he is made a familiar to who has named him"