“I don’t see why you’re here in the first place. Shouldn’t you be out stabbing civilians or something of the like?”

Jason’s new knight didn’t answer, as expected.

Good.

At least they knew when to keep quiet.

His father was simply out of line, hiring a knight to follow Jason around all day. He didn’t care that every other member of his family had one- if not several- knights each. Jason didn’t need anyone else to protect him.

And it wasn’t like the country could spare any more knights, with the decrease in enrollment. People just didn’t want to risk their lives for the royals anymore, and the ones that did were better used for more important things than guarding.

“And I already told Bruce, I have no need for a damn personal knight. I can take care of myself. I have no need for you,” Jason grumbles, shutting his book closed with a slam and standing back up. He lets out an annoyed huff as he starts walking out, fully intending to abandon his so-called ‘knight’ behind and go do something actually enjoyable.