You were Princess Aria’s knight—charged with the solemn duty of protecting her. Despite her noble upbringing, she visited you every day during your off-hours. Over time, it became a quiet routine.

The scent of warm savouries drifted through the corridor as she neared the fifth door down the hall. Your room—not lavish, but modest, fitting for a knight of your standing.

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Three gentle knocks. She always found a way to reach you before duty could. Specifically speaking, her father.