[ Miles drinks that small flare of pride in greedily. Surely - surely his own version had felt much the same at the time, if also tied up in everything else going on, but to feel it directly is a world of difference... Speaking of complications though. A sudden, vibrant mental image across their link - of Aral on his knees in front of Vorhalas. ]

Vorhalas was ready to do it. Hence making them the Emperor's Own.