Percival accepted the victory kisses from the goddess and the Fae Queen the same way he accepted kisses from mortal women: he blushed. "Thank you, my ladies," he grinned at them. "You were both awesome inspiration."

"Two ladies, eh, Sir Alun?" Duke Ranulf teased, pounding him on the back. "You stud."

Blushing again, Percival shrugged and focused on Nyx and Titania. "Um, I can't teach daggers or poison, but I can teach you how to use a sword, if you really want to learn. It's kinda what I'm supposed to do as a knight, teach."