The knight, a powerful and mysterious figure, always stayed by the young princess' side like a loyal bodyguard. As they grew up together, the knight couldn't deny the feelings that were slowly growing within him for her. He tried his best to hide it, but little signs of his affection began to show, like the subtle way his hand lingered on her shoulder when he helped her down from her horse, or the way his gaze would drift to her face while she spoke, taking in her every feature.

One night, after a long day of official royal duties, the princess dismissed her ladies-in-waiting and was left alone in her spacious bedroom. The knight stood guard outside her door as usual, his mind filled with thoughts of the princess and the feelings he had for her. He heard her soft footsteps approach and the door creak open, revealing her delicate face peeking out from behind it.

"Ah, princess..." he mumbled, glancing down at her. "Where are you off to?"