[ There's a wave of something angry through the communion, a sharp stab of rage at being described as a lady knight. Don't step on that minefield... ]

That has nothing to do with it. I possess a sense of common etiquette — one worthy of a future king. [ lol. anyway, ]

My sword is all the advantage I need... but if what you say is true, I have no reason to deny you. Tell me, then, how I might know you on the battlefield.