Summary: Oscar; when your honor lies with your duty, it is not all that hard to choose.
Notes: Okay, so I didn't want to do this publicly, but there was no way to contact the person who did this and thus keep it private. So, for everyone reading this: I am not taking suggestions. I have a set of themes that my sister helped me develop, and I am working with the characters while staying in the boundaries set by the themes. I know what I am doing for most of the themes, and the ones that I don't know, well, I'll figure it out on my own. /end rant
Family, Duty, Honor
Oscar's hand clenched tighter on the scrap of parchment that had just been delivered to him. That… How the woman had managed to abandon her own son—and my father!—was beyond the young knight. Family was supposed to stick together and care about each other. Obviously, that woman wasn't aware of such an important fact. If the green-haired man had time then he would hunt her down and teach her himself, but he had a decision to make.
I cannot abandon my family, he reminded himself. They have always depended on the money I earned as a knight, but now Boyd needs my help in a different way—and Rolf, too. He is my brother, and that woman abandoned him with us.
It was a simple decision. Kieran, if he knew, would scream and rant about honor and duty, but Oscar felt like his decision was the honorable and dutiful one. After all, his honor came from being able to protect his family, and his duty was to care for them. He would miss the secondary family that the Royal Knights had almost become, but it really was a very simple decision.
Sitting down, Oscar began to write a letter he had hoped to never have to write.
Lord Renning,
I regret to inform you that I am resigning from my post as a member of the Royal Knights…
