*grabs a snow cone*
is it weird that I feel like you just totally forgot me there?
*kneels*Here do I swear fealty and service to Newcago, and to the Empress and Queen of the realm, to speak and to be silent, to do and to let be, to come and to go, in need or plenty, in peace or war, in living or dying, from this hour henceforth, until m'lady release me, or death take me, or the world end. So say I, Matrim son of Abell of the Two Rivers.