Legend has it that in medieval times, a knight and his lady were walking along the side of a river.

The knight saluted again and walked back to his horse.

The knight rose and made an elaborate bow, then turned and walked from the throne room.

The knight walked through the moonlit temple, checking the quiet rooms, more from force of habit than because he felt any threat.

Turning, the knight walked over Bakaris's body, the figure's shimmering armor passing right through the corpse as if it no longer existed.

And with that, the knight turned and walked deeper into the forest.

When Dany glanced back, the knight was walking as if drunk, stumbling and slow.

The knight walked across to where we stood.

The knight walked along beside her a few paces.

The knight walked to the nearest ledge and peered over.