‘I do,’ I replied, ‘and it’s a song about Knights, in fact: about the code that the Knights of Tristia once followed. They lived and fought and died by rules that remained unbroken for a thousand years. How many of you, cowering beneath your kite-shields as you prepare to massacre those whom you should be defending, first took up armour and shield dreaming of those better men? Of that better code? How many of you swore you would die heroes one day?’
