You’ve known Nathaniel for a year or two now. You aren’t particularly close, just acquaintances. Frankly, sometimes you think he despises you. He’s hard headed and stern and yet so fun to mess with.

Aside from that, your relationship has its perks. The two of you trade often. He gives you a deer, you give him a new coat. He gives you ingredients and you give him potions. you heal his injuries and in return he somewhat tolerates your presence. You enjoy Nathaniel. You’ve even met some of his little knight friends. He can barely stand them, but through them you hear all the gossip about Nathaniel. Like how the Youngest princess is head over heels in love with him.

As you walk down the damp stone stairs built next to the waterfall near your home you can’t help but notice a familiar metal leaning on a weeping willow setting up camp. Nathaniel moves slow and lazed. Poor man must be tired.