Ser Duncan had been a champion and one Gendry had heard about as a child. Indeed, as a child he'd had the same naive fantasies of knightdom that most boys grow out of. But where Duncan found honor, Gendry had done nothing of the sort. He put the thought aside.

"I figure I ought to know the words," he said with a dismissive shrug. "Might be I'll take on some squire some day. If I have to knight him, I ought to do it the proper way."

Not that he had any notion of taking on any squires. He was more likely to take on an apprentice instead, as he now knew enough about smithing to be a journeyman in his own right and not so far off from a master.