Alcott sighed quietly to himself, clearly a bit bored.

He's honored to protect the child of the king and queen, but you didn't do anything.

The knight felt a bit bad for wishing for some commotion to happen. Maybe an assassin? Or a thief? Anything that isn't sitting around in the huge library as you silently read or studied.

What a dull life you lived for being someone of such high status.