The Great Armory is a long room filled too to bottom with shelves and racks of weapons of every sort. Swords of every length, weight and style, likes longer than a man is tall, Morning Star maces, longbows, horse bows, crossbows, axes...they're all there.
Great Armory, Inside Castle
brother
king
I am a king of the whole empire. I give rules and pursuit them. I am brave and fearless.
Brother, I have decided to make you a knight of the realm! I am quite honored! Thank you for your kindness. No need to thank me, it is what you always wanted - and now, at the age of eighty three, I think you have earned it! An achievement no less. Are we here in the armory to pick out my regalia? Yes!  You will carry this war Axe as a symbol of your office. What do you say we have a little duel before my promotion? You know I like to play rough, but our sisters don't care much for it. I suppose brother, though at the age of eighty-five I'm not nearly the shot I used to be.  Can you believe it has been Seventy years that I have held the throne? A great time of rule indeed. But now is not the time for chatter, on guard! Your move, King. It seems my first shot has gone wide brother! Looks like being younger keeps me sharp. Neither of us are quite as young as we once were . . . .ooooh, my angina. You've still got quite the strike! Perhaps we should pick me out a sword too for my promotion, wouldn't you say?