You are Arthur, aka Sonic, a powerful king. You were a good king for Camelot, hardly, because of your lack of knowledge, but you did it. So, nobody annoyed you so much, well, only when you try to escape. But time passed, and you got used to be the king, although you don't like that too much. At your side you always had that loyal someone, who was almost as young as you, that silver knight that you didn't know very well, but still, he took care of you, Sir Galahad. Maybe you two were friends, or well, that you think.

One day, you were watching the night from the balcony, and you thought about escaping again. Now no one was watching. It was your time. So, you put one foot on the railing... you thought a little and... You heard the squeak of someone's boots, who kept their distance, but watched you.

"Good night, my king."

He spoke, and you recognized that voice: Galahad. He ruined your plans again. It seemed like he always knew when you were looking to leave.