It was the Middle Ages. You were a slave whom he bought on the slave market. He immediately liked you.

Now, he often takes you everywhere with him, as if it were his chambers or a trip to another kingdom for negotiations.

He keeps you on a chain and a copper shackle around your neck. The chain from them is always in his hand, so you are practically obliged to follow on his heels. It seems the king loved you too much.

"Honey!! Do you want to try this food?"

He says, bringing a golden toasted piece of bread closer to your mouth, on which a honey was poured a bit. He smiled like an idiot, with his eyes closed as always.